#Keiji is a soft man for Koutarou and it shows

[mari-writes]

Koutarou attends The Nutcracker for his sister, Kai, who's dancing as the Snow Queen. 

This is her second year in the role, but he missed last time, so he’s so excited! He can’t wait to see his big sister dance! 

And then he sees him. 

In the role of the Snow King is a young prodigy named Akaashi Keiji. He’s a year younger than Koutarou, and his sister says Akaashi is “the best dance partner she’s ever had.”

Koutarou is immediately enamored. His eyes follow Akaashi wherever he goes on stage, despite Kai being the focal point of the routine. He’s lean, but obviously so strong, capable of lifting, throwing and catching his sister flawlessly. Effortlessly.

(Also, those tights look so good on him.)

Koutarou pretty much begs his sister to introduce them. “Please! I’ll do anything!” He cries as he unleashes the full force of his pout. “I don’t even care if he’s not available or interested in me! I just want to meet him!”

She finally relents after a week of his hassling. Koutarou attends the show again on closing night. He’s a bit nervous. The Nutcracker has been a huge hit, with critics and audiences alike praising the Snow Queen and King specifically. Akaashi’s name is on everyone’s lips; he's “the next big thing” in the Tokyo dance scene.

“Calm down, Kou,” Kai hisses as she leads him down the hall and towards the theater’s green room. “He’s just a person just like you. Trust me, it’ll be fine.”

Koutarou nods. Swallows. He holds his breath as they finally step into the room.

They find Akaashi casually leaning against the back wall, munching on an apple and swiping through his phone. Koutarou’s eyes roam his form. He’s wearing a cropped, midnight blue hoodie that cuts off at the hem of his black joggers, displaying his slim build. His feet are covered in a pair of beat-up sneakers.

“Keiji dear, do you have a moment?”

Akaashi looks up, and Koutarou sucks in a breath. The man has perhaps the prettiest eyes Koutarou has ever seen. A devastating mix of blue-green-grey, piercing, with heavy lids and long lashes.

Surprisingly, those eyes widen when as they land on Koutarou, and his mouth drops open. “Of course,” he nods, “um, hello.” His voice is like velvet, soft yet with a gravely texture that send a shiver through Koutarou. He also can’t help but notice that Akaashi is a few inches shorter, which forces the man to look up at him as they approach.

Oh my god, he's an actual angel.

Kai pulls her brother forward until the two men are a few paces apart. She squeezes his arm, a gesture she’s been using since they were kids to lend him comfort, encouragement. He leans appreciatively into the warm touch.

“It’s, um, it’s wonderful to finally meet you, Bokuto-san.”

Koutarou blinks, confused. Akaashi is addressing him as if he knows who he is. “Oh! Uh, it’s nice to meet you, too!” He grins sheepishly. “Did Kai tell you I was coming, or..?”

The man shakes his head. Now that they’re so close, Koutarou notices leftover sparkles and flecks of fake snow still clinging to Akaashi’s wavy black hair.

Enchanting. 

“Well, I did know you were her brother… but I didn’t know you would be here tonight.” His eyes narrow at Kai, who chuckles.

“Keiji here is a big fan of volleyball,” she smirks at her brother, who nearly chokes at the new information. "He watched every single one your matches at the last Olympics. Apparently.”

“Really?!” Koutarou can’t believe his ears. Akaashi Keiji, the beautiful man who he’s been obsessing over the last few weeks, is a fan of him, too? It’s a bonafide Christmas miracle!

“Yes,” Akaashi’s lips twitch upward. It’s not quite a smile, but close. “I’ve, ah, been hoping Kai would introduce us someday.”

Koutarou beams. He can’t even be angry at his sister for keeping the secret. He’s just too happy right now. "I'm so glad she did!"

They end up at the closing night after party, sitting side by side in a booth, surrounded by family and friends. Conversation flows easily. Akaashi is rather quiet, but he seems content to just listen to Koutarou talk. He occasionally barks out a dry, sarcastic comment that only enamors Koutarou further.

He also smells nice. Like sandalwood and rose. Koutarou has to restrain himself from taking a big, long whiff.

“Y-you know, Bokuto-san,” Akaashi says, words slurring a bit from the whiskey shots he’d just downed. “I actually played a bit volleyball when I was younger.”

Koutarou gasps. “You did?!” 

Akaashi giggles, then hiccups, and it’s the cutest thing Koutarou has ever heard. “I did,” Akaashi nods, “but only into middle school. Dance sort of took over my life after that. I’ve continued to follow the sport, though.”

Koutarou is having trouble containing his excitement. He grips his beer with one hand and reaches to grip Akaashi’s forearm lightly with the other. “You have to play with me someday!”

Akaashi snorts (wait, no, that is the cutest thing Koutarou has ever heard) and shakes his head. “I couldn’t possibly keep up with a pro player like you…”

“And I can’t keep up with your dancing,” Koutarou winks. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to do that with you sometime. If you want, that is...”

For a brief moment, Akaashi just stares, and Koutarou wonders if he’s being too forward. But then Akaashi’s lips settle into a sweet smile, and he glances down into his drink. His sharp cheekbones bloom with color. “Are you asking me on a date, Bokuto-san?”

Well then. Koutarou hadn’t expected things to progress this quickly, but sometimes, fate has other plans. “I mean,” he clears his throat, “maybe..?”

Akaashi looks up, and Koutarou is suddenly drowning. He swears his sees an entire future in those stormy eyes, just waiting to pull him under. 

(And Koutarou would go, gladly.)

“I would love to,” Akaashi says, leaning forward to clank their glasses together. “Merry Christmas, Bokuto-san.”

//

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Thank you for reading this sappy little thing I wrote after working a week straight of Nutcracker performances (eight shows in one week; it was insane). If you enjoyed this, PLEASE reblog! It really helps me out, way more than just a like (though I appreciate those, too). You can also share my post on Twitter! Thanks everyone for your support this year. It’s been rough, for many reasons. I hope you all have a happy holiday season. Here’s to 2024! 🥰

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[tiza0925]

just one more | bkak 18+

Warnings/Tags: Alternate Universe, FTM Akaashi, Trans Akaashi, Explicit Sexual Content, SMUT, CONSENSUAL Somnophilia, Oral Sex, Multiple Orgasms, ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER THE AGE OF 18

Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji (BokuAka)

Or: a fic where Akaashi wakes up to his boyfriend eating him out

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Bokuto is a weak man when it comes to Akaashi Keiji. 

He won’t ever try to deny it—in fact, Bokuto will gladly admit that to any and everyone he knows. 

Akaashi Keiji can easily make Bokuto drop to his knees with just a simple look. Word. 

Even just by breathing. 

Akaashi is just too perfect that Bokuto finds himself constantly wondering how the hell he even ended up with Akaashi when the man could have quite literally anyone. How Bokuto got so damn lucky that Akaashi still chose to be with him. 

He’ll never know—despite how many times Akaashi reassures him with words of affirmation—

It’s just too good to be true sometimes. 

It might come off as pathetic and Bokuto genuinely does not care. 

He will worship his boyfriend whenever he gets the chance to. 

…Just like how he is right now as he kisses the skin right under Akaashi’s jaw, hearing his boyfriend let out a small, dreamy sigh as he sleeps. 

It’s not something they do often. 

But Bokuto has been needier than usual lately—even though they went through two rounds of sex last night that had Akaashi knocking out right after their shower—

Bokuto still wanted more. It’s like he couldn’t get enough of Akaashi—even devouring him whole would probably still leave Bokuto hungry for more. 

Blame it on the intense games Bokuto has had these past few weeks. And it’s not Bokuto’s fault that his boyfriend is someone that deserves to be appreciated whenever given the chance, okay?

So, Akaashi made a suggestion. One he very rarely brings up. 

But every time he does—

It’s like telling Bokuto it’s Christmas morning or that he’s the ‘best volleyball player’ in the world. 

Because not only does it give Bokuto the freedom to do whatever he likes to Akaashi—

But it also shows the immense trust Akaashi has in Bokuto. 

That in the past, Akaashi would never consider letting Bokuto touch him while he was asleep. Not when Akaashi has been dealing with his issues regarding his body and everything that comes with it. 

But Akaashi trusts Bokuto more than anything, now.

Enough to know Bokuto will never do anything to hurt Akaashi, not in a way Akaashi doesn’t like, that Bokuto knows what’s okay and what isn’t when it comes to sex for Akaashi. 

Or that Bokuto won’t ever take things too far when Akaashi is at his most vulnerable: when he’s sleeping. 

So, here he is, running his tongue along Akaashi’s neck, savouring the sweet taste of Akaashi’s skin all while Bokuto can feel his boyfriend sleep soundly underneath him. 

There’s a thrill in knowing just how much your boyfriend trusts you to let something like this happen. 

That Akaashi is willing to put his entire body in Bokuto’s control without any hesitation. 

And maybe that’s why Bokuto already feels himself growing half-hard as he nips and sucks on Akaashi’s neck, careful not to add another small purple mark to the already existing ones that Akaashi has from earlier. 

Or it could be because Akaashi smells so good, his skin feels soft under Bokuto’s lips and hands, and he still manages to look so damn handsome—even when he’s dead asleep. 

He makes his way down, and Bokuto slides one hand underneath the bottom hem of Akaashi’s shirt—which is really Bokuto’s that Akaashi has claimed as his own from here on out—and Bokuto splays his fingers out as he slides them up smooth skin that’s wrung tight with muscles, feeling every breath Akaashi makes under the rough palm of his hand. 

It’s no secret that Akaashi is physically smaller than Bokuto. 

It’s evident whenever they’re near each other—Bokuto is broader, thick with muscles, and just a tad bit taller.

But that doesn’t mean Akaashi doesn’t have anything behind the clothes he wears. 

The muscles are there whenever he flexes and moves—especially whenever he wears a fitted shirt or pants that hug his body in this delicious way that Bokuto always finds himself salivating at. 

Akaashi has been going to the gym more frequently with Bokuto—and Bokuto can easily see the way it pays off when he rolls up Akaashi’s shirt to reveal his stomach and chest, planes of muscles lining Akaashi’s body in all the perfect places that Bokuto wants to run his tongue over. 

Bokuto swipes a delicate thumb over one of Akaashi’s nipples, and Bokuto’s eyes flit over to watch Akaashi’s expression—humming to himself with contentment when all he sees is a slight twitch of Akaashi’s lashes against his cheekbones.

Akaashi’s nipple is pert and hard when Bokuto wraps his lips around one to suck on, and he tries to keep his own moans to a minimum as he flicks the very tip of his tongue over the nipple, his thumb coming down to gently brush over the scars that sit right below Akaashi’s chest. 

It took a long time for Akaashi to feel comfortable with Bokuto touching him here. 

It was more of a personal thing than worrying about what Bokuto would think—because the man made it abundantly clear that he did not care what Akaashi did to his body as long as Akaashi was happy. And that was enough for Bokuto. 

But words can only go so far, and Akaashi needed more time to just…adjust. Feel comfortable with his new body and the sensations that come with it. 

And Bokuto was more than willing to wait—take it at Akaashi’s pace. 

It wasn’t a walk in a park—Bokuto will admit that much—but it was worth it. 

Especially now, when Akaashi is a lot more confident in how he looks, and would respond so eagerly whenever Bokuto touches him—

Bokuto is so damn glad he waited. 

It just sucks—only a little—that Bokuto won’t be able to hear or see Akaashi’s reactions this time as he plays with Akaashi’s nipple with his tongue while using one of his hands to roll the other nipple between his fingers. 

Truthfully, Bokuto can go at this for a while. 

He likes the feel of Akaashi’s chest—lean but still taut with muscles—under the palm of his hands. He revels in feeling the heat tingle under his lips as he drags his mouth from one nipple to the other, coupled with the occasional hitch in Akaashi’s breathing while he sleeps. 

But he’ll have to save that for another time. 

Bokuto doesn’t want to wake Akaashi up just yet—and he will if he lets himself get carried away with what he’s doing. 

If Akaashi is going to wake up now, Bokuto wants it to at least be worth it. 

Lips travel down Akaashi’s stomach, and Bokuto can’t help but let a small smile lift his mouth at the faint trail of hair that’s now leading down and disappears under the waistband of Akaashi’s boxers. 

Bokuto doesn’t know why he finds that little bit so attractive on Akaashi, but it’s something that has heat stirring in his gut as he goes to graze his teeth over Akaashi’s hipbone before his face finds itself right where Bokuto likes it best—right between Akaashi’s thighs. 

And Bokuto is ever more grateful that his boyfriend decided to not put back on his pants before bed—it just means one less layer between Bokuto and what he wants, and he sighs happily as he runs his hands over Akaashi’s legs, up his thighs, and he presses his fingers into the flesh to feel the muscles underneath. 

“So warm,” Bokuto mutters to himself as he nestles his face right against Akaashi’s groin, the fabric of Akaashi’s boxers doing little to hide the outline of him and what lies under. 

He mouths at Akaashi’s clothed cunt, and if Bokuto’s pride was intact whenever he was with Akaashi—he might have felt an ounce of shame at how fast his mouth begins to water at the faintest contact of his face against Akaashi’s cunt. 

But all he can think about is getting to taste Akaashi. All he feels is how light and dizzy his head is at the feel of Akaashi against his mouth as he licks and kisses Akaashi’s cunt through the boxers—getting the underwear damp in the process. 

And so far, the only thing Bokuto hears in return is the occasional sighs, so low and quiet, that leave Akaashi’s lips, and when he looks up before he’s tugging down Akaashi’s boxers—

He notes the knitted eyebrows wearing Akaashi’s face, and how his lips—always so nice and full—are slightly parted to let every breath in and out. 

It tugs at Bokuto’s heart a little—how effortlessly good Akaashi looks—and he tucks his lower lips under his top teeth as he slips two fingers under the waistband of Akaashi’s underwear, and pulls it down as much as possible to expose Akaashi’s slit—

“Shit,” The curse slips out under Bokuto’s breath before he can even think about stopping it, and he lets out a quiet groan when he sees how wet Akaashi already is, his folds glistening in the dim lighting that spills into their room from the sun just barely rising outside. 

Bokuto moves in, feeling warm thighs caress the sides of his face, and he turns his head to rest his lips on one of Akaashi’s inner thighs as a sharp exhale leaves his nose when he thumbs the outer lips of Akaashi’s pussy. 

And for a moment, Bokuto lets his hands stay there—as if he’s trying to indulge in the warmth of the skin surrounding Akaashi’s cunt—all while Bokuto leaves small kisses along his boyfriend’s thigh, the need to bite and suck on every square inch of skin on Akaashi consumes Bokuto until his mind goes a little hazy. 

Then—

Bokuto slides his fore and middle finger up Akaashi’s inner lips, coating his fingers with Akaashi’s arousal until the very tips of his fingers bump against the underside of the clit, and then he spreads his fingers apart—exposing all of Akaashi for Bokuto to admire. 

It has Bokuto’s dick twitching in his sweatpants, and he wets his lips as he delicately wraps his lips around Akaashi’s clit to give it a soft kiss—then he runs the very tip of his tongue down Akaashi’s slit as he gradually opens his mouth until he reaches Akaashi’s entrance, then running the flat of the tongue back up and through his folds until it flicks at the clit.

This time, Bokuto can hear the break in Akaashi’s levelled breathing with a small hitch, and Bokuto finds himself grinning—all lazy and amused—as he teases the outer lips of Akaashi’s pussy with his tongue, then he nips at the curve of skin where his cunt and inner thigh meets all while Bokuto presses the pad of his thumb against the clit that’s slowly becoming more swollen the more he gives it attention. 

Heat. 

That’s the first thing that Akaashi registers when he’s pulled out of a dream he’s already starting to forget. 

He’s not fully awake yet—sleep is still pulling at his edges, making everything fuzzy and thick. He keeps fading in and out of it, his mind hazy and his surroundings unknown.

But he’s a little more aware now to know that he feels hot. 

In his face. Chest. Stomach. Especially his legs—

He feels the heat under his skin, buzzing and intense, and Akaashi’s face screws with confusion because he doesn’t remember it being so hot in their room at night. 

Which leads to the next sensation that Akaashi notices—he’s wet between his thighs, and Akaashi grimaces because what the hell, is it that hot that he’s been sweating in his sleep? 

There’s a small grunt that comes from the back of Akaashi’s throat, and he opens his legs a little more in hopes to cool himself off. 

But then he hears another noise—a mumble or a groan from somewhere, his ears barely picking up on words that sound like “good” and “boy”. He must be dreaming still, right? 

Akaashi lets out a heavy exhale—the wetness is still there, though—but he’s still too tired to make himself fully wake up yet. 

The bed feels too comfy, and warm, and he barely sees any light streaming through his eyelids so he knows it’s either the middle of the night or too early in the morning.

He just wants to sleep a little more, he doesn’t want to get up. 

Plus—

The warmth and wetness between his legs aren’t so bad the more insistent it becomes. 

Something that he can deal with as he lets sleep drag him back under and he turns his face to the side to partially cover it with a pillow.

It has pleasant heat spreading in his stomach, and he lets out a breathy sigh—feeling all pliant and soft and—

And then there’s cool air brushing against him, and Akaashi immediately frowns when he feels it right between his inner thighs where—

Oh. 

Oh. 

He’s not wearing his boxers, Akaashi realizes with a steady increase in his heart rate, as he takes in the realization that his most intimate part is exposed for anyone to see if they walked in right now. 

A spot where he suddenly feels pressure pushing against it—something heavy and warm and wet sliding through him—and something firm, in what feels like fingers, pressing into the skin over his hips to keep him in place. 

A groan slips out of Akaashi, and he blearily moves his head—his eyes slowly cracking open—as bolts of electricity wreck through him as sleepiness fades away and he becomes more awake. 

He becomes more aware that there’s a body between his legs. That it’s not sweat but saliva tricking down his thighs and getting smeared all over. 

That it’s Bokuto being the reason Akaashi feels so hot, that there’s a throbbing ache in his lower stomach, and that the buzzing heat under his skin is gradually growing heavier and needier. 

Akaashi’s head still feels like it’s stuffed with a foggy haze, his body feels so droopy, but he still manages to blindly reach with one hand down his body until he feels loose, soft strands of Bokuto’s hair, and the only word he lets out is simple and laced with a moan. “‘Ko.” 

It’s all starting to come back to Akaashi the more worked up he gets, and the pressure that he’s now realizing is a tongue becomes demanding against his soaked cunt. 

He remembers what he told Bokuto last night. What he said Bokuto can do to him. 

Akaashi remembers how anxious but also really excited at the idea of Bokuto using him even as he slept. 

He doesn’t know why—maybe it’s because of the idea of Bokuto being so insatiable that he would fuck Akaashi even in his sleep—that does things to Akaashi. Like Bokuto can’t seem to get enough and always wants more of whatever Akaashi will give. 

The only thing is that Akaashi just assumed Bokuto would fuck him—fill Akaashi with his cock until he had his fill, but—

Akaashi relaxes into a shuddering breath, his fingers scratching Bokuto’s scalp as the man’s hair caresses Akaashi’s thighs and his tongue eagerly laps at his clit. 

—This is also good. Really fucking good. 

“Morning, Keiji,” Akaashi hears a muffled voice, still rough from sleep, and Akaashi keens at the vibrations against his cunt as Bokuto continues to lick him with that insanely determined tongue of his. 

The only reply Akaashi manages to give at the moment is a louder groan as he tugs on Bokuto’s hair, jerking into Bokuto’s touch and mouth as the pleasure overwhelms him so quickly with how Akaashi was merely thrown into it with no warning—a harsh wave of liquid heat waking him up and snapping all of his senses to focus on the orgasm that’s about to burst.

“Fuck,” Akaashi sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth, and he doesn’t mean to but—

His thighs squeeze together when Bokuto gives his sensitive clit quick, kitten licks—seemingly intent on getting Akaashi to crash so soon—and it has his thighs nearly suffocating Bokuto with how tight he’s clenching around the man’s head. 

But if Bokuto’s answering groan and increasing fever in the way he eats Akaashi out is anything to go by—

Bokuto doesn’t seem to mind at all. 

Because he doesn’t. 

He loves feeling Akaashi’s thighs—so nice and smooth but also firm with muscles—around him, blocking out all of his senses and the only thing he knows is Akaashi and how he feels and tastes. 

Bokuto revels in how Akaashi is growing more needy as he wakes up, and rocks his hips as he tries to fuck himself back in Bokuto’s mouth. 

It makes Bokuto’s head spins and spurs him on as he uses both thumbs to spread Akaashi’s cunt wide and flick his tongue over that engorged clit—fast and hard as if he’s so damn thirsty he might die if he stops. 

“God—Ko, shit—” The orgasm comes way too fast for Akaashi to prepare for it. To savour it. 

It spears through him and has his spine snapping as his whole body catches fire, and pulsing waves of pleasure trickle through him. 

Akaashi can’t speak, his mouth hanging open with a drawn-out moan, and he barely hears how Bokuto is groaning as well—his lips sucking on Akaashi’s clit until it starts to burn and Akaashi starts to shake at the overloading sensation of the push and pull between pleasure and pain. 

And when Akaashi is left panting, beads of sweat dampening his curls, and his fingers grow lax in Bokuto’s hair—

Bokuto lets go of Akaashi’s oversensitive clit with a gentle pull, and he licks his lips as golden eyes flicker up to watch Akaashi. 

How his chest billows as he tries to catch his breath, and Bokuto watches the line of Akaashi’s throat bob with a thick swallow. 

“…” Bokuto presses a smile into one of Akaashi’s inner thighs, his teeth delicately grazing the skin, and his thumb moves to prod at Akaashi’s hole—and Bokuto lets out a low breath through his nose at how wet Akaashi is. 

And Akaashi shivers at the small push of the tip of Bokuto’s thumb into him. 

It’s not unwelcome, but it’s still so soon with how sensitive Akaashi feels down there. 

His body feels like a puddle, and Akaashi is ready to go back to sleep after that pleasant—yet sudden—orgasm he just had. 

He should at least say something, though. And he prepares to do just that as Akaashi swallows—noting how dry his mouth feels—and wets his slightly chapped lips. 

But—

“Fuck—” Akaashi gasps instead, and his fingers instantly grip onto Bokuto’s strands—his words cut off in his throat—when he feels the same slick tongue replace the thumb that was playing with his hole, and he squeezes his legs to close reflexively. “Ko, wait—”

It’s not that he doesn’t want Bokuto to go again—hell, Akaashi loves the oversensitivity and Bokuto knows it. 

But he feels bad being the only one getting an orgasm right now. He wants to please Bokuto now that he’s fully awake and aroused. 

And yet—

“One more.” 

“I—” Akaashi gulps, seemingly unable to take a damn breath, and a shiver wracks through him, heat exploding at his nerve endings when Bokuto circles Akaashi’s wet entrance with his tongue.

“Just one more,” It almost sounds like a plea with how throaty and velvet-heavy Bokuto’s voice sounds—breathless like he’s drunk off just eating Akaashi out—and Akaashi thinks he’s just too weak to deny Bokuto anything when he asks so nicely as he runs his thumb up and down Akaashi’s folds. “Please, Keiji…just one more.” 

God—how do you even say ‘no’ when Bokuto is practically begging to have his mouth on Akaashi like that? 

Especially when Akaashi moves up to lean on his elbows, and tips his chin down to already find hooded honey eyes staring back at him—they’re so murky with desire and plea—with tousled hair that has Akaashi’s heart leaping in his throat. 

Sometimes, Akaashi wonders how the hell he got so lucky to have Bokuto all to himself.

“…” Akaashi huffs out a breath, a little amused and a little exasperated, and goes to lay his head back into the pillow, throwing one arm across his eyes as he closes them, and his other hand loosens in Bokuto’s hair, appreciating how only he gets to see Bokuto without the insane amount of gel covering his signature hairstyle. “You’re unbelievable.” 

He says that, and yet Bokuto watches how Akaashi’s thighs fall open to give Bokuto more room to work with—acting as some silent permission for Bokuto to do as he pleases.

And Bokuto grins, triumphant, as he moves to hook his hands under Akaashi’s thighs. His voice is sweet and thick like it’s been dipped in dark chocolate. “And you still love me.” 

Even if Akaashi has something to say to that, his mouth already forming a smile as they open—

He doesn’t get the chance to because Bokuto is quick on lifting Akaashi’s legs over his broad shoulders to rest on, and Bokuto is eagerly pushing forward to have his mouth back where he needs them. 

Slick excitement spirals up Akaashi’s spine when he feels Bokuto’s warm lips on him, causing Akaashi’s eyes to wrench open with a faint gasp. 

This time, when Bokuto puts his mouth back on Akaashi’s cunt—he’s slow at first. 

Languid licks of his tongue run from the bottom to the top of Akaashi’s slit, feeling and treasuring how Akaashi pulses against him as Bokuto gradually builds the arousal that’s beginning to simmer in Akaashi’s stomach again.

Bokuto takes his time with it. 

Low groans and huffs of breath leave Bokuto as he traces different patterns through Akaashi’s folds, his hands making a firm presence as it runs up Akaashi’s legs and hips, and Bokuto’s tongue is more worshipful with the way he licks Akaashi’s cunt and occasionally dipping into Akaashi’s hole. 

Akaashi will never understand it but—

Bokuto makes it seem like he’s doing this for himself just as much as it is for Akaashi—like he enjoys eating Akaashi out as much as Akaashi likes having Bokuto’s mouth on him. 

Of course, Akaashi isn’t complaining as Boktuo closes his lips to pull his clit into his mouth—his tongue giving firm strokes over and over until the tension inside Akaashi spreads so thin and hot that he swears it’s about to snap. 

It’s just…it honestly feels surreal to Akaashi because what man begs to go down on their partner? 

Apparently, Bokuto does. 

And that feeling alone is intoxicating. 

Time seems to blur the longer Bokuto works at Akaashi’s cunt, his strokes growing faster and hungrier with a bit more pressure, his attention focusing more on the clit to add sparks of heat slicking up Akaashi’s spine. 

Then Bokuto slides his mouth down, and the hand above Akaashi’s face quickly moves to grip the sheets when he feels Bokuto’s tongue push inside him—fucking him with a newfound intensity that has Akaashi nearly crushing Bokuto’s head with his thighs. 

It’s not the same whenever Bokuto fingers him or has his dick inside Akaashi—it doesn’t give that same satisfying feeling of being full. 

But Bokuto’s tongue is hot and so wet and flexible—

And Bokuto is an insatiable lover that will try to get his tongue as deep as it can go—the very tip of it just barely grazing over Akaashi’s sweet spot, causing Akaashi to let out a wet moan and jerk his hips into Bokuto’s face. 

Bokuto doesn’t even care that he has saliva running down his chin with some of Akaashi’s arousal coating him. 

Not when Akaashi is gripping onto his hair and fucking himself on Bokuto’s tongue—blindly chasing that second orgasm and letting out unashamed moans to colour the air around them—and Bokuto swears he can feel his cock leaking just by that alone. 

And the thing about Bokuto is that the way he is and acts in his everyday life translates well into how he is in bed. 

He’s passionate and messy when he eats Akaashi out—putting his all into it, loud as ever with the groans he lets out against Akaashi’s cunt, and he’s not one for being delicate. 

He gets saliva and Akaashi’s fluids everywhere, sloppy and uncaring how messy it may get as he curls his tongue inside Akaashi’s hole, licking his way through drenched folds until his tongue is undulating against Akaashi’s swollen clit—

He just wants more. He wants Akaashi to feel good. 

And Akaashi thinks he might drown from the intensity of it all as his muscles grow tight, and he inhales short, deep breaths that are tinged with a groan. 

A litany of curses falls from Akaashi’s lips when Bokuto decides to slip his middle finger in—not too far, but enough to tease Akaashi and massage that spongey spot inside him. 

“Oh god—” Akaashi clenches around Bokuto’s finger, his hips bucking up in response. 

And Boktuo grunts—one hand coming down to hold Akaashi’s hips to keep him pinned in place, while his other hand is busy fucking Akaashi all while his thumb is strumming his cunt. 

And it shouldn’t be so hot that Bokuto can keep Akaashi down with just one hand like that—

But at the moment—it has Akaashi growing so heated in his cheeks and his pussy pulses at the fact that Bokuto can casually show off his strength like that with barely any effort. 

It’s also what has Akaashi finally cumming for the second time.

“Fuck—Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, Koutarou—” 

Heat burns in Akaashi’s chest, his cheeks tingle, his sense of hearing is gone, and he thinks he might actually stop breathing as his orgasm throbs through him—consuming him as white-hot pleasure spreads and his back arches as much as it can as he moans with Boktuo’s name on his tongue. 

And Bokuto watches with half-lidded eyes as Akaashi throws his head back, his chest rising and falling so rapidly as he cums on Boktuo’s fingers and tongue, all while Boktuo works him through it—his finger never stopping while he flicks his tongue over Akaashi’s clit with fast strokes until he can feel the strain in his mouth. 

Bokuto doesn’t stop until he feels Akaashi’s body violently twitching, and he hears Akaashi’s moan bleeding into broken gasps and sobs as the pleasure turns into pain and overstimulation. 

But even then—

He doesn’t let up without giving Akaashi’s—now dripping—cunt one, wide lick with his tongue. As if Bokuto wants to cherish everything and how Akaashi tastes. 

Like the man can’t bear the thought of parting from it before he reluctantly leans back with a heavy breath, and wipes his mouth with his thumb, panting as he recovers from basically suffocating himself between Akaashi’s legs. 

Everything feels slow and out of place as Akaashi gradually comes back to himself. 

It feels like forever when everything isn’t so hot and blurry, and Akaashi can breathe again as he inhales a long, heavy breath. 

It’s not an easy task for Akaashi to lift his legs off Bokuto’s shoulders to let them fall on the bed—he feels so limp and worn out and he didn’t even do anything. 

Huffing out a breath, Akaashi grimaces a little at all the wetness on his body starting to cool from the air—but his face quickly smooths into a peaceful cadence when he feels Bokuto’s hands come back to cover his body, fingers working on Akaashi’s thighs with a gentle massage. 

And, eventually, Bokuto breaks the comfortable silence with a soft voice. “You okay?” 

Such a simple question, and it never fails to do things to Akaashi’s heart whenever Bokuto always asks. 

Akaashi hums, stretching his legs, and finally look down—

Only for his face to light up with surprise at how utterly debauched Bokuto looks. 

His chin is shiny with either saliva or Akaashi’s fluids—or perhaps both, he can’t tell—and Bokuto’s hair is a mess, locks falling everywhere that makes Akaashi’s heart do little flips in his chest. 

It’s a sight that Akaashi can barely stifle a small snort from, trying to hide his fond smile behind the back of his palm as he nods with a hum. “I feel great, just tired.” 

Bokuto figures given the sleepy eyes Akaashi is looking at him with. 

A seemingly proud grin forms on Bokuto’s face, and he gives Akaashi’s thighs a light squeeze before he moves off the bed. “Good, we still have some time for sleep before we need to get ready.” 

Akaashi frowns, too lazy to turn his head up to look at the digital clock on their nightstand. “What time is it?” 

Bokuto’s answering wince in his eyes is nothing short of sheepish. “Too early.” 

And that’s all he gives Akaashi before he turns to leave for the restroom to wash his face, all while Akaashi allows his body sink into the mattress—feeling pleasantly content and soft—as he waits for Bokuto to come back to sleep with him. 

Even if the bed is a little damp and Akaashi feels sticky from Bokuto’s ministrations—

He doesn’t care when he has Bokuto pulling him against a hard chest—so warm and secure—and he’s giving Akaashi a slow and sweet kiss on the lips before they slip back to sleep for a few more hours. 

They can wait until later on to shower and clean up. 

For now—Akaashi is too relaxed and comfortable to even fathom the idea of getting out of bed and leaving Bokuto’s side. 

…And maybe later on, Bokuto is the one waking up this time to a short and sudden orgasm when he feels a hot mouth wrapped around him, sucking him off until Bokuto is writhing underneath Akaashi and groaning as he pulls on curly dark hair.  

Both of them making more of a mess on their bed which they undoubtedly need to clean after all of this. 

But that’s a story for another day. 

End.

Thank you for reading 💙

You can check out my other fics here: Masterpost

#haikyu smut #haikyuu #haikyū!! #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #bokuto smut #akaashi smut #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fic #Bokuaka #bokuaka smut #bokuto x akaashi #Bokuto x Akaashi Smut

[icurwithme]

A Little Treat

(Haikyuu omegaverse AU)

“I have something for you, alpha.” Keiji Akaashi purred.

“Do you now?” Koutarou Bokuto's grin widened.

Keiji took his hand and led him further into the room. He kept eye contact as he slipped off his robe showing he was bare underneath. He backed up onto the bed and laid against the headboard giving the other man a lazy smile.

“Master Keiji?” master Koutarou was a war of emotions; surprise, confusion, elation, not to mention a healthy dose of lust.

The omega ran a hand down from his chest to where his member lay soft on his belly. He watched as the alpha tracked the movement diligently. “I have someplace warm and soft that fits you just right.” His hand went further and into his folds, finding no resistance there. “A place that is so wet it will surely mess up my sheets.” He spread he legs wide to show the glistening wetness coating his fingers.

He was gratified to see the outline of the other man's erection tenting his pants, even as he stood there gawking. Finally master Koutarou let out a little growl and started stripping. As soon as the last article was shed, he grabbed a pillow and came stalking across the mattress.

“I'm going to eat you out until you cry.” The look on his face meant business as he slipped the pillow under the omega's hips and laid down between his open legs.

As soon as that glorious tongue sent a shiver through his core, he carded his fingers through the alpha's hair. “Such a good alpha, taking such -ah, good care of his omega.”

#akaashi keiji #bokuto koutarou #alpha/beta/omega verse #omegaverse #omega akaashi #alpha bokuto #snippet of a larger story i'm writing

[owlyflufff]

Akaashi would make a playlist of songs for each and every subject that Bokuto studies.

"Math playlist"

"Science playlist"

"English playlist"

And the list goes on.

He simply want to ease the tension that Bokuto has whenever he studies while all the more allowing his boyfriend to have a bit of fun by listening to some tunes.

#Akaashi is a good significant other #And Bokuto loves him so much #He tried making a playlist as well for Akaashi #But the genre was all mixed up #Akaashi kept it on his Spotify tho #He secretly finds the gesture endearing #Timeskip Keiji still kept the playlist and listens to it whenever he's stressed #Keiji is a soft man for Koutarou and it shows #Bokuaka #bokuaka #Bokuaka fluff #bokuaka fluff #Haikyu!! #Haikyu #HQ #haikyu #Elina's soft scribbles

[shotorozu]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬’ 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝟰𝟬𝟬 & 𝟱𝟬𝟬 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹

character(s) : haikyuu!! - multiple characters

legend : [Y/N = your name] f!reader with they/them pronouns. fluff to the mildest of spice, not nsfw. timeskip 

note(s) : so like.. the bnha one did very well, so i wanted to do a haikyuu version of it. im obviously not doing all the boys sadly. (will probably do 3-5 boys per team idk), but i’ll just do as many as i can until my idea train dies. i would add more tags but 30 is the limit so.. sorry. very long overdue because this was in my drafts for the longest time

read more will be added later along with the link to part one.

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hinata shoyo

↮ a legs lover. there’s something about them he’s really enamored by. a bonus if you’re shorter than him, and an even bigger bonus if you’re taller than him (if you’re much taller than him since he’s 5′7 in the timeskip, I think) then he’ll pass tf out) he LOVES it when you wear stockings or fishnets, and he loves the way the material contours the shape of your legs. he’ll stare at them a lot, and he will be embarrassed if you catch him, and even more so when the team catches him. please reassure him that it’s fine.

kageyama tobio

↮ loves your chest, regardless of size (but if you must insist, he leans towards bigger sets) is it a thing connecting to milk? he doesn’t really know to be honest. kageyama really loves taking naps on your chest, because he falls asleep pretty fast when he takes naps on your chest. he won’t touch them because he’s a lil hesitant, but he’ll just.. rest his hand on there, and admire the softness. (will suckle on them if you’ll let him. is it a milk thing? again, we don’t know)

kōshi sugawara

↮ your lower back is his favorite. it’s not so common as “breasts” or “ass” but, he has good reasoning behind his favorite! in general, he loves his face, but he loves just laying his hand on your lower back. there’s just something about looking at you from behind that makes his heart pound 10x faster. oh and, he really loves putting kisses on there, because every time your back will be towards him in your shared room, he’ll catch a glimpse of those little bite marks. he’s smug, and he’s very proud of them, especially because you can only see them.

tsukishima kei

↮ he’s stuck between hands, tiddies and neck, but for the sake of this post- we’ll settle for hands. they’re so much smaller than his?? like.. he wonders how that’s possible, and he’ll probably tease you about it. (uh.. how can someone’s hands be that long? tf tsuki) it’s canon that he fiddles with his fingers when nervous, so when he’s with you- he’ll fiddle with your fingers instead. he also finds himself playing with your fingers, memorizing all of the details of your fingers. if you offer to put on bandages on his fingers whenever he gets hurt or something similar, he’ll get very bashful. but please do that!! he loves that a lot. with tiddies, his preference is definitely on the smaller side ngl

kozume kenma

↮ collarbones to him are  ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ “mwah.” so elegant, so beautiful. how did this happen? well- he was doing work one day (like the rich man he is) and you sit on his lap per usual- but !! your collarbones were all up in his face. he’ll get very red, and lose focus, so give him a heads up. wear shirts that show off your collarbones, and he’ll stare hard. so yeah. he loves resting his face on them, and he’ll occasionally give you kisses, ranging from cute lil ones, to the wet open mouth kisses. 

yaku morisuke

↮ yaku likes short hair, i repeat- he likes short hair. therefore!! his favorite part would be your upperback/neck. it really depends if you’re taller than him or shorter than him. tbh idk how tall that man is in the timeskip (but he sexy af) but he always loves resting his hand on your upperback, regardless if you have long hair or short hair. if you’re shorter than him, he’ll pull you in for a hug with a hand on your upperback, and if you’re taller— he’ll rest his head on your shoulder, hand loosely hung around your back.

lev haiba

↮ this man screams legs man. like.. i also don’t really have much evidence to back this up, but this man has this weird attraction to your legs. he’ll probably make you walks in front of him so he can take a good stare at your legs. doesn’t matter if they’re long, skinny legs— or short ones! he just adores legs. lev is really tall so.. please put your legs on him, he’ll be in heaven. his preference definitely leans on long legs though.. he just really likes them :)

oikawa tōru

↮ uh ok.. i had a difficult time with deciding with this one tbh, but this man loves your waist. at first, i thought he was a tiddies man, which.. i feel like he is? but not that much of a tiddies man compared to being a waist man. his favorite way to greet you is to hug you from behind, hands resting on your waist as he inhales your scent. he’ll probably bite the soft skin on your waist as a way to tease you, that is.. if you allow him lol

iwaizumi hajime

↮ man is a collarbone man, change my mind. again, i partially feel like he also loves thighs and ass but look!! collarbones. he loves seeing them when you wear baggy clothes, unintentionally showing off your collarbones to him. his mind goes haywire at the sight. loves putting kisses on your collarbones, occasionally putting hickies there— but he also doesn’t wanna inflict pain on your collarbones so.. hickies are not a common thing. but don’t worry! he has a lot of ways to show you his love for collarbones.

akaashi keiji

↮ definitely a collarbone/hands type of guy. he has a strong affixiation towards them, it came to the point that even bokuto noticed that he had some sort of attachment to them. he just loves admiring collarbones, especially if they’re adorn with shiny necklaces, or just anything that’ll make them look amazing. as for hands, he loves playing with the tip of your fingers— tracing from your wrists, to the back of your hands, to your fingertips.

bokuto koutarou

↮ thighs :)) his preference is “the bigger, the better” and it’s literally canon too. he doesn’t mind smaller thighs, but he’s such a sucker of huge thighs. i guess it’s because he has thick thighs himself so that’s why bigger girls gravitate towards him. there’s always a hand on your thigh if you sit on his lap, and before games, he finds himself patting your thighs for good luck (he’ll never smack them because man’s highkey gonna leave marks on you)

ushijima wakatoshi

↮ thighs. thighs. thighs. man absolutely loves them, more so if they’re a little bit on the thicker side, but obviously— if this man loves you, he’ll love all of you. head really empty, and it’s just him gripping on your thighs while he drives the car, practically having a vice grip on your poor thighs— but it’s okay, because he’ll rub the irritated spot with a gentle touch, his baritone voice apologizing to you. not really big on words, but.. he’ll stare at your thighs a lot.

tendou satori

↮ has a thing for your hips. hm tbh, i was stuck between him having a thing for your neck and thighs— but he absolutely loves hips, just as any other intellectual. he loves squishing the plump flesh between his skinny fingers, and he also loves tapping on them while you stand infront of him doing.. with small hips, he still likes holding on then. okay but,, he also really loves hip dips. even he can’t explain it, he’ll just repeat him— telling you he loves hip dips. he really loves the silhoutte of them. so yeah, if you’re insecure, he’ll punt your insecurities until they rot :)

semi eita

↮ he admires your hands, it’s just that.. they feel so much softer than his, and the size difference between your hand and his hand makes his mind go haywire, his heart pounding against his chest. his hands are still in top shape, but over the years— they definitely roughened a bit due to practicing guitar and other instruments for his band, so his heart will definitely swoon if you put lotion on them. he’s also the type that would kiss the back of your hand before gigs for good luck, only to kiss them after his shows, saying he did well because of you :)

rintarou suna

↮ a thighs man for sure. the bigger thighs the better, it’s just his preference. not saying he hates small thighs though— thighs will be thighs. however!! his preference just loves squishy thighs. if you were to squeeze them around his head— he’d surely die a happy man. doesn’t care where y’all are and who you guys are with, he’s 100% going to put his hand on your thigh. if you decide to wear clothes revealing your thighs, or just.. tight fitted jeans or leggings, expect him to squeeze the soft flesh that’s there. he’ll definitely make a remark about how your thighs expand like crazy when you sit down, but he doesn’t mean it in a insulting way. he actually really loves it.

kita shinsuke

↮ he loves everything about you, so it really takes him a while to actually settle on something. one day— he’ll be touching your thighs, another day he’ll be holding your waist, then another day, he has his hand gliding over your collarbones. eventually, he settles on favoriting your hands, because he can hold them regardless of the setting. he can kiss them, hold them, and intertwin his fingers all he likes.

the miya twins

↮ OSAMU LOVES TIDDIES, AND ATSUMU LOVES ASS :) i don’t make the rules.

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likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading! (can y’all tell i got a little exhausted with writing the miya twins lol)

i do not own haikyuu!!/hq!! and it’s characters. haikyuu belongs to haruichi furudate, i only own the writing.

do not plagiarize my work :))

edit : just realized y’all like haikyuu so.. please submit haikyuu headcanon ideas

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #hq x reader #hq x you #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #hq x y/n #hq!! headcanons #kageyama tobio x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #kageyama x reader #tsukishima x reader #suna x reader #suna x you #suna x y/n #miya atsumu x reader #miya osamu x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x you #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima x y/n #tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #tendou satori x you #kita shinsuke x reader #kita shinsuke x you #akaashi x you #bokuto x reader #oikawa toru x reader #iwaizumi x reader

[catchmewiddershins]

Haikyuu Hugs pt 4:

FUKURODANI

Bokuto Koutarou:

THE ONE YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR

THE BEST HUGGER IN THE ENTIRE SERIES

THE BIG MAN HIMSELF

He is the absolute KING of hugs, let me tell you

If you want hugs, he's got you, 900%

All you have to do is hold out your arms and your face will be buried in his chest before you can say Hoot

When he wants hugs he'll stare at you and blink a bunch to get your attention

Or sometimes he'll pout at you, or rest his head on you until you notice

Before we get into the pillow qualities of this man though, let's discuss his hug technique

The kind of man who you can go to when you’re scared, and he’ll wrap you up and whisper reassurances and loving words to you because he is whipped 

He can pull off ANY SORT OF HUG

Lying down? Head on chest or thighs, you can fall asleep as he plays with your hair or wraps his arms around you

Sitting down? You can sit on his lap, or drape yourself over his shoulders, or he'll drape over yours!

Standing? He'll hug you straight on, facing you, arms at your waist. He'll hug you from behind, a protective weight at your back, resting his chin on your head.

He has a habit of squeezing you to him, arms round your shoulder blades

His arms are SO BIG and he's SO BEEFY and PLEASE getting hugged to his massive, warm chest is a DREAM COME TRUE

The CUDDLE MASTER

And finally, my magnum opus, the ultimate Bokuto hug:

If you see each other after a while, he'll run to you, especially if you run to him, he'll squeeze you to his chest and hoist you into the air with a joyous laugh, spinning the both of you around before slowing, holding you close as he sways you, humming softly in your ear

Ah that felt good to get off my chest man do I long to hug this man~

Washio Tatsuki:

Tall + Intimidating looking + Strong, silent type? You know this man gives good hugs

Very warm, very safe, like a tower with the insides of a fluffy blanket

Honestly? He’s pretty quiet, not too into loud and exuberant hugging or whispered conversations, but he is so good for comfort cuddles

Anytime you need sheltering from the world, or you’re just tired and stressed, you can go to him and he’ll hug you when you relax, sleep, or vent to him

He’s an incredible listener, he loves to lie on the sofa with you on his chest as you talk about anything

He’ll stroke your cheek or hair, or rub circles on your back with a soft smile

I actually think that, once you’ve been friends or in a relationship for a while, that he’d get a little clingy, once you’re close

He seems to have this stony, blunt, stern face that he shows the world, and that is who he is, but he also really cares for you and he wants to make sure you’re ok, and he will approach you for hugs if he can sense that something is up

Sometimes he’ll hug you to him and he’ll muse quietly over some things he needs to do, or something he’s working on; only short sentences but that’s all he needs to convey his meaning, lulling you to sleep with the low rumble of his chest

Once you fall asleep he’ll press a kiss to the top of your head and whisper ‘I love you’

Sarukui Yamato:

When I tell you that there is SO LITTLE on this man’s personality-

Anyway, I am taking the very very little we see of him and running with it so-

~ahem~

He really loves giving you little kisses while hugging you!

There you’ll both be, standing around, and before you know it he’s got you pressed to his chest, dotting your cheeks, nose and brow with tiny kisses, short, sweet and loving

He does longer kisses too! He’ll press a kiss to your lips mid-embrace, holding it for a little just so you can feel how much he loves you

He’ll do the same if you’re cuddling while laying down, just kiss your face or hands without pulling away for a while

His favourite thing to do is rest his face against your neck or collarbone, letting his lips linger against your skin, not fully kissing it but feeling it, loving the contact between you

He trusts you with his problems, and will sometimes come to you when stressed or annoyed, and vent to you a little while your fingers run through his hair, a feeling that he finds incredibly reassuring

He’s also a fiddler, he’ll fiddle with your hair or clothes or fingers while cuddling, or he’ll paint patterns on your arms with his fingers, twisting fabric into whorls as you cuddle

Akaashi Keiji:

Ah~ another beautiful character! There are far too many of these in this show, it’ll be the death of us all 

Regardless - I think Akaashi began a little more uncomfortable with physical contact! He didn’t jump straight into the hug life, but stepped in gradually, yet once he became comfortable oh you’ve unleashed a monster

Akaashi prefers to be calm, collected and polite around others, so it is with you that he unwinds the most

He absolutely adores laying with his head in your lap, letting you play with his curls as he gestures emphatically towards the ceiling while describing his day and how the team is doing

He’s a sway hugger too, he’ll rock you gently from side to side as you embrace, one hand firm at your back or waist

He has a habit of making little sarcastic comments while you hug too, things about what his teammates or other schools have been up to

He gets a little touchy at points, brushing his hands past your arms or shoulders while you work, or using you as a head rest - casual contact for the win here

Considering his habit to overthink, he’ll seek you out whenever his thoughts begin running too wildly

At his point he’ll curl up in a blanket with his head on your chest, talking out his thoughts as you whisper to him - he finds your presence to be the most calming thing in the world

He likes to kiss your hands too, before embracing you - he has this little thing he’ll do

He’ll offer you his hand, and when you take it he’ll press a kiss to your fingers, or the back of your hand, before sweeping you towards him and wrapping you in a hug

He then begins laughing, and he has the most enchanting giggles - they range from quiet to full on snorting, but all of them are some of the beautiful laughter you’ve ever heard

Konoha Akinori:

In all honesty, Konoha is really hard to characterise - I have like... two routes I could go down and I can’t choose... So I’m going to throw in elements of both! Enjoy!

First of all, this guy is really fun and teasing and his hugs reflect this

Another sway hugger, but not gentle swaying, but happy swaying, almost like dancing, you can tell he’s happy as he swishes you around within his clasps, laughing all the while

He likes to flirt a little too as you hug, both hands at your hips and his words a breeze by the shell of your ear, words of affection and admiration for how wonderful you look today

He likes to be the big spoon, and will hug you from behind constantly - he loves to have you laying on him, or to rest his head on yours or your shoulder, humming a small tune 

He actually enjoys giving you massages too! His fingers are long and dexterous, and dig perfectly into the knots that the muscles of your back form after a long day, moulding you into a relaxed puddle like a vat of kinetic sand

On the flip side, he harbours several insecurities over his supposed lack of outstanding talent, being the ‘jack of all trades’ and not having a specific ‘thing’

Some days this will hit him hard, and he’ll come to you - lay down his head and close his eyes

He knows you’ll feel his hurt - and nothing cheers him up like your reassurances that he is good enough and that every person with one talent needs an all rounder to back them up and that he’s more useful in the long run

It reassures him, and he smiles as he soaks up your warmth - knowing that he is master of one thing and it’s loving you

Anahori Shūichi:

He’s so sweet and excitable! 

Such loving and enthusiastic hugs from him, because you are his whole world

He will squeeze you to his chest with the utmost abandon and give you little kisses all over your face

He does puppy eyes when he wants a hug

When you first became close, he was often a bit nervous to approach you if he wanted a hug

But over time he became more comfortable... and adorably clingy as a result

He’ll always back off if you’re not in the mood - but this man wants his cuddles

CHAIR CUDDLE KING!

Oh what’s a chair cuddle? Only his favourite hug in the world

The BEST hug you can give him is one where he sits in a chair (preferably a massive, squishy armchair) and you sit on his lap and let him cuddle you

Facing towards or away from him he loves it, just having his arms around your waist as you watch something together

He also loves to sit in your lap, if you’ll have him, either as a joke or sincerely

Just this man... he loves the cuddle

Woollen blanket levels of snuggleeeeeeeeeee

Please stroke his hair he loves it

Komi Haruki:

Another energetic boy (this poor team’s coach rip)

He loves you

Like really loves you

And he wants to tell you that over and over again!

While he hugs you he will definitely whisper sweet nothings into your ear and tell you he adores you

Cuddles all day, cuddles all night!

Will cuddle you in his sleep, like you’re laying in bed and you wake up in the middle of the night for whatever reason and he will be snuggling you so hard

One arm thrown over you and his nose at your neck and he’s so happy there that you’d feel really bad moving him

Also definitely headcanon he’s warm

Not open oven Bokuto warm but...

In a room with a log fire in the corner on a winter’s day warm

Very cozy and comforting, also very sweet with you

Will tell you about the funny parts of his day while hugging

Onaga Wataru:

He’s less enthusiastic than some of our previous boys for sure

But that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love you just as much

I’m feeling sappy tonight so honestly? You are his everything

But headcanon! I don’t think he’s the best exactly at speaking his emotions

Oh he cherishes you with everything he has but he’s relatively quiet and finds it hard to express all that sheer emotion with words

In his mind, letters don’t cut it - how can a mere human mouth fully express the depth of the heart’s devotion? His love is more than words it’s colours and feelings and everything he associates with you and he is not (in his mind) eloquent enough to tell you

But he wants to

So? Hugs

When he hugs you this man puts his all into it

His squeeze is the perfect tightness, not too weak, not too tight

When his arms wrap perfectly around your shoulders, he tries to push all of his feelings into the hug

He wants to transmit his love for you through the physical contact

Long hugger definitely, he can hold you for hours

Will DROP EVERYTHING to hug you if you ask - no matter how important, you are first

Sturdy hugs and frame as well, just a good hugger

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyū!! #hq!! #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu ficlet #haikyuu x reader #fukurodani #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #bokuto x gn!reader #washio tatsuki #washio x reader #sarukui yamato #sarukui x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #akaashi x gn!reader #konoha akinori #konoha x reader #konoha x gn!reader #anahori shuuichi #anahori x reader #komi haruki #komi x reader #onaga wataru #onaga x reader #i am running on so little info for some of these boys #i take 'hardworking' and run with it #also i am in such a sappy mood atm

[ahtsumu]

WHAT TYPE BITCH YOU ARE BASED ON YOUR HAIKYUU MAN

made in good fun, don’t take it seriously ! ps. there are some repeats bc there are different kinds of stans!

BAD BITCH: semi eita, SUNA RINTAROU, MIYA ATSUMU, aran ojiro, OIKAWA TOORU, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, kuroo tetsurou, futakuchi kenji, daishou suguru

you... text like a walking twitter account; own a pink cowboy princess hat; can come off really strong; speak what’s on your mind and don’t take shit 💅; are the life of the party; swear a lot; have a bangin’ instagram account and some fire captions; seem a little intimidating/unapproachable.

BASIC BITCH: ushijima wakatoshi, miya atsumu, OIKAWA TOORU, AKAASHI KEIJI, kita shinsuke, kageyama tobio, miya osamu, kuroo tetsurou, sakusa kiyoomi

you... prefer classic looks and don’t experiment much with style; have this ✰ in one of your bios; are a total sweetheart 😌; adore mainstream trends; go all out for autumn (and who wouldn’t?!!); love taking uquizzes; probably have auto-caps on; have a lot of friends irl and/or online; are dependable as fuck!!

GOOFY BITCH: TENDOU SATORI, sugawara koushi, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, kuroo tetsurou, kenma kozume, tsukishima kei

you... don’t take yourself too seriously; have HELLA confidence; are loud as fuck; are also funny as hell and your humour is mostly sarcastic; need to sleep more lmfao; have a very unique sense of style 👩‍🎤; have a sweet tooth; usually show up on other peoples’ stories doing something crazy.

SAD BITCH: miya atsumu, OIKAWA TOORU, tendou satori, sakusa kiyoomi

you... have HELLA baggage 🥴😭; listen to sad music “for vibes” even when you’re not sad; spend hours on tiktok; tbh you’re kinda like the BAD BITCH except you spend more time suffering; tend to wear dark colours; are funny, mostly self-deprecating; drink a lot of coffee!

ANTI-BITCH: HINATA SHOUYOU, kuroo tetsurou, tsukishima kei, kenma kozume, lev haiba, nishinoya yuu, bokuto koutarou, sugawara koushi, daichi sawamura, kita shinsuke, aone takanobu

you... are so nice that people wonder if you’re acting LMFAO; like the colour yellow bc it’s happy; are probably a dog person; love overalls and converse; are a kid at heart; care a lot about how others feel about you; sometimes get walked over bc ur too nice 😭; love soft aesthetics; daydream a lot.

#miya atsumu #miya osamu #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #kuroo tetsurou #kenma kozume #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #tsukishima kei #kita shinsuke #sakusa kiyoomi #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #semi eita

[miioouu]

Sunday Sinday! I headcanon that Bokuto has a thing for letting Akaashi fuck you while he watches. Watching his friend and teammate fuck you till your babbling nonsense turn him on so much, and then afterwards he can have his turn whith you while degrading you for being such a cock hungry whore.

Ummmm hell yeaaah!! Thank you for thirsting with me!!! ❤️💜❤️

Warning:smut....

Eyes fluttering as your nails dig deep into his arms. His face nuzzled in the crook of your neck, you could feel his hot breath with every groan and moan he made. His hand, soft and pretty pressing on your stomach and his thumb drawing circles on your clit has you seeing stars, and that's not all. His cock, long and curved just right, sliding in and out of you, everytime hitting that spot inside you that has your toes curling and your mind going blank. "Such a good girl. Yeah, keep squeezing my cock like that... Cum for me once more, just one more time yeah?" Akaashi's voice down an octave has a shiver run down your spine, and you can't help but obey him. Like a spell he cast on you, you walls spasmed around him, your voice getting higher and louder, and just as you were about to reach your high, a large hand cupped your face, squeezing your cheeks together so hard, and tilting your head so you could only look at him. Golden dark eyes staring you down "Look at me when you cum baby.... That's it, that's my good girl!" Finally over the edge, for god knows how many times already and your night not over yet. Overstimulated, but he didn't slow down, Akaashi keeping his pace as he slammed into you, searching for his own climax. And when he did, his hands gripping your hips tighter, keeping you in place as he reached deep, head kissing your cervix as he emptied himself inside you...

Bokuto didn't give you the time to breathe again. Pushing the younger man off of you, amd quickly shedding himself in your ruined cunt, loving the way the mixture of your cums oozed out, down his balls and soiling the sheets. His hand quickly finding purchase around your neck, pressing tightly, just enough for it to make your eyes roll back. And his teeth, pearly whites nipping at your neck, sinking into your flesh and marking his territory. "What a whore you are. My big dick isn't enough for you huh? Cock hungry slut..." The contrast between Keiji's soft praises and Koutarou humiliating insults has your mind spiralling, bringing tears to your eyes and heat to your core. His eyes never once looking into yours, no you don't deserve it, instead fixated on where you connected, loving the way you creamed all over him, slick covering his entire length. And no matter how many times the previous man fucked you, you weren't ready for bokuto's girth. So large, your hand couldn't wrap around it, so large the strech was painfully euphoric.... "My pretty slut. You like it when Akaashi fucks you so good huh? But I know you love it even more when I'm the one doing it right? I own this tight pussy of yours sweetie, I own you.... Show me who you belong to!" And it didn't take you long, with his fast pace, his dirty words and akaashi's groaning right next to your ear, with all the previous orgasm you had, you quickly came undone. Back arching and mouth opening in a silent scream of his name. Though he's not done, not yet. It's not Bokuto if he doesn't make you squirt, if you don't pass out on his dick. He keeps on hitting your gspot, faster and faster, harder and harder, your walls clenching around him again, your voice coming out in choked sobbed, begging him to stop, but he knew better. And easily, he made you squirt, liquid drenching all three of you, dripping down your boyfriend's abs, glistening under the light. And a few more powerful thrusts is all it took for him to reach orgasm, stilling inside you as white ropes covered your inner walls. He didn't even have time to pull out, arms rapidly wrapping around you as your eyes shut close, your body falling limp in his embrace. "Akaashi, did you see that?! Did you see how good I made her feel?! Ah man you were also good, you should join us more from now on!"

#bokuto kotaro x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutaro #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi keiji x reader #Bokuto smut #akaashi smut #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu smut #haikyuu akaashi #Haikyuu bokuto #Smut #sunday sinday

[neoheros]

how would haikyuu boys react to you hitting them up at 3 am? feat. gym three squad !

tsukishima kei

listen LISTEN

i know everyone thinks he’s the punctual kid who got his shit together and has a nice bed time and stuff

but like ??? tsukki is just a lil boy who collects dinosaurs and has a crippling addiction to tiktok

this boy is awake at 3 am because he cannot for the love of god put his phone down 

he’s basically bouncing back and forth from twitter to tiktok, he’s TIRED OF IT

at this time he’s got a pretty picture of you cozily asleep in bed cause it’s like almost the crack of dawn and he’s chill with the fact that you’re healthy and taking care of yourself

so imagine how betrayed he felt when you snap him a picture of yourself holding up a peace sign with a silly grin at 3:36 am captioned “wanna get ice cream w/ me? 😗✌️”

he doesn’t reply but he does leave you on opened

and you were low key hurt cause 3 am do be the time you’re on your feels

he snaps you back though after a minute or two

it’s a video of him rolling his eyes at you but then flipping the camera to show you that he’s already on his way out the door with car keys in his hand

he’s gonna pretend that he’s annoyed but cmon guys let’s be real

he wanted some ice cream too and his fyp was showing the same stuff over and over again

plus he missed seeing you ok 👉👈

once he arrives at your door, he’s all grumpy but you don’t buy it !!! nah you see right through his act !!

tsukki: we’re buying ice cream and then we’re going to sleep or so help me i’ll lose my mind and never function again 😤

you: so i’m guessing you wrecked your sleep schedule too this quarantine huh?

tsukki, on the verge of a meltdown: if i see the sunrise without sleeping again for the eight morning in a row i’ll cry

you pat his back and you enjoy your ice cream together in his car while you both scroll through tiktok again

kuroo tetsuro

ok so contrary to popular belief, kuroo is in bed by 11 pm and wakes up at 8 am

like have y’all SEEN that man !!

y’all think he’s staying up til 4 am with THAT figure ?????

he’s got the body of a 6’2 nordic god and skin that is smoother than a baby’s bum

this boy takes care of himself and it SHOOOOOOWS !!!!!!

so anyways it’s 3 am and you’re still awake because who the hell isn’t these days like please

you knew that your boyfriend was most likely asleep by now but if you knew anything and i mean anything about kuroo is that he never puts his phone on silent

so you weigh out the pros and cons on asking him to come eat out with you and it didn’t take you that much time to decide tbh

pros: he gets to see you and it’s been so long since he has

pros: think of all the hugs and forehead kisses you both are missing out on

pros: you can ask him to bring his grey sweatshirt which always smells like his cologne that you forgot to take from him

cons: bro after thinking of that last one, the cons didn’t even matter at this point, you just missed your man like damn :(

so you facetime him and it takes numerous of rings before the call got dropped

you: oh so he’s SLEEPING sleeping :/

but then like before you could ring him up again you’re already getting another call from him

you take a second or two cause your heart was just so warm like !!! that’s my baby 🥺👉👈

you answer and he’s so pretty y’all it’s unfair like how did this man just wake up

his hair was all messy and he’s rubbing his eyes and stuff but also you can clearly see his silver chain on his exposed collar bone and NGJEJDKSKZKA

you, out of breath: h-holy shit

and his bed voice !! it’s all deep and groggy like who gave you the right ??

you swear you felt your heart stop when he went “babe, it’s 3 am,”

sir we are supposed to be social distancing please do not make me act up

kuroo, half asleep: did you need anything baby 🥺

you, on the verge of tears: i wanted mcdonald’s but instead i’m getting attacked 😤

and you just watch him stifle a yawn before his face erupts in a goofy ass smile as he goes “mcdonald’s it is.”

KENSKWNS I LOVE KUROO

bokuto koutarou

BABIE !! HE IS !! AN ACTUAL BABIE !!

i’m just gonna be flat out honest here, he’s the one who hits you up at 3 am to hang out

bc it’s quarantine and social distancing has taken so much from him already and he just wants to see his babie ok is that too much to ask

so it’s not a surprise to anyone when it’s 3 am in the morning and he finds himself in his feels cause both you and akaashi fell asleep on him and he’s just !!! 🥺

he’s nowhere near falling asleep too cause every time he tries to sleep his messed up body clock is just like nah bruh it ain’t 9 am yet 💀✌️

so he’s contemplating either going out to get starbucks alone or dragging you or akaashi out of bed

he goes with the latter cause you know what it’s what he deserves !! 😤😤

he calls you in a heartbeat after making up his mind and his heart falls to his stomach when you don’t pick up

but two minutes later you snap him a photo of you in bed rubbing your eyes with the caption “this is the earliest i’ve woken up in 3 weeks”

he laughs aloud at that and his heart is doing jumping jacks cause you’re so cute and it’s like YOU !! WERE !! MADE !! FOR !! HIM !!

he snaps you back with him in his hoodie, a wide smile and his keys brought up to his face with the text, “starbucks w/ me?”

the two of you end up falling asleep in his car on a parking lot and you wake up to see that he took off his sweatshirt to cover you from the cold 🥺👉👈

akaashi keiji

akaashi keiji is the most perfect boy in the world

so y’all can bet that the latest he’ll stay up is 11 pm with the ensured fact that he’ll wake up at 7 am

he’s a pretty light sleeper though but he never puts his phone on silent because what if he’s needed and there’s an emergency 🥺

yes he is That kind of person

he tells you everyday to try and have a better sleep schedule to train your body clock but do you listen? no 👉👈

so he’s kinda alarmed but also not really when his phone lets out a consecutive amount of notification pings

they’re all from you and at first he’s worried because woah that’s a lot of snaps and texts

but then he remembers that oh they’re all from you

anyways he wakes himself up, running his hand through his hair as he goes through the span of messages you sent him

basically ranging from “hey keiji in the tiny TINY chance you’re still awake do you wanna play imessage games with me” to “i’m so upset look how pretty that cat is,”

he had a smile on his face the whole time he read through them

he sends you a snap of his sleepy face with a soft grin and captioned it with “are you still bored and awake?”

and it takes you a minute and a second of tearing up over having the most amazing boyfriend ever before responding to him

you send him a snap of you with your hand over your chest saying, “i’m hungry now too 🥺”

akaashi, already on his way out the doorway with an extra hoodie and a bucket of ice cream: omw ❤️👍

#hello i dont know what to call this group #they’ll forever be names tsukki’s fan club #it’s 4:30 and i’m really scared this would flop #please PLEAAAASE #imagines #angst #fanfiction #fluff #x reader #drabbles #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu!! #hq!! #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu oneshots

[bokutokoutarou]

@bitesizedgarbage​ asked: Head canons about the bois reaction to their s/o showing up at their doorstep at 2 in the mcfreakin morning. You know the bois love. And you know them well. :3

hehe ofc i do ;)

warning - everything is sfw but kuroo’s part is kind of suggestive oops

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WHEN THEIR S/O SHOWS UP AT THEIR DOORSTEP AT 2 IN THE MORNING

— including tsukishima, daichi, kuroo, sugawara, akaashi & bokuto

masterlist

☆。*。☆。 Tsukishima Kei

His window was open, so he darted out of bed the moment he heard your voice shouting “Kei...Kei...Kei”

“Are you insane?” he asked you, opening the door to reveal himself in a baggy sweatshirt and boxers. “It’s two in the freaking morning — you’re going to wake up my whole street”

“A-are those dinos on your boxers?” you asked him, staring at the tiny green dinosaurs scattered all over the material of his shorts

“Uh, n-no...” he stuttered, his face turning bright red

They totally were

He felt like the biggest asshole on the planet when you broke down and told him that you had a fight with your parents and didn’t know where else to go

He gave you one of his sweatshirts to change into and he set up the couch for you to sleep on, but five minutes later he heard a knock at his bedroom door

“Kei...I’m sorry for bothering you, but it’s really dark and I’m kind of—“

“Come here” he told you, and within seconds you were curled up next to him. But after a couple of minutes, you two gave up on trying to sleep and ended up watching Jurassic Park together

“Do you want to watch the next one?” he asked you when the movie ended, but he let out a quiet laugh when he saw that you had fallen asleep on his chest

“Goodnight, stupid,” he smirked, pulling you closer to his chest before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep

Your boyfriend may be cold at times, but he does have a heart, and it only beats for you

☆。*。☆。 Daichi Sawamura

Daichi is so overprotective, so upon finding you at his doorstep at two in the morning, he immediately pestered you with a thousand questions at once

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“Did you walk here by yourself? That’s not sa—”

“Relax Daichi,” you interrupted your boyfriend, letting out a light laugh at his overprotective antics. “I’m only here because I can’t sleep”

“Oh,” he rubbed the back of his neck before breaking out into laughter. “Well why didn’t you just say so? Come in”

He grabbed you by the hand and guided you to the living room. “Here, just let me set up the couch and—”

“I kind of wanted to be beside you...” you bit your lip in embarrassment. Daichi was such a gentleman that he hadn’t even caught onto the fact that you didn’t come over to merely sleep on his couch

“Oh...” Daichi turned red, but his lips immediately curled up into a soft grin. “Sorry, I should have known”

It wasn’t long before you were snuggled up beside your boyfriend on his bed, your head on his chest and his hand rubbing small circles on your back

“Sweet dreams, [Y/N],” he whispered upon seeing you fast asleep on his chest, and he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your hair

With the soft melody of his heart beating against your ear, and the warm feeling of his arms wrapped around you, it was safe to say that you never slept better in your life

☆。*。☆。 Kuroo Tetsurou

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Kuroo smirked upon swinging open the door and seeing you. “Couldn’t fall asleep because you were thinking about me?”

“Jesus Christ, Tetsu,” you sighed. “I had a fight with my parents”

“Oh...”  his smirk fell from his face. “Well, uh, come on in”

He brought you upstairs to his room and tossed you one of his sweatshirts for you to change into. It wasn’t long before he suggested a couple of things for you two to do to take your mind off the fight...

“Tetsu, what the f-”

“I’m just kidding...” he grinned, letting out a light laugh before he bit his lip. “But my parents aren’t home, so we could if you wanted to”

“You’re such a dork,” you hit him lightly on the shoulder, and within a couple of moments you both burst out into laughter

“You know I was just playing around, right?” your boyfriend chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Now come on, let’s watch a movie”

You two ended up eating nachos and watching Mean Girls in his living room (it’s his fav movie you can FIGHT me on this)

After the movie was done, you two went on an ASAP Science binge-session because he’s a total science dork and loves to watch those videos his free time (you’ll never admit that you enjoy them too though)

Maybe it progressed into something more, maybe it didn’t. Yet no matter what happened between you two, you were glad that your boyfriend was there for you when you needed him most

☆。*。☆。 Sugawara Koushi

Suga’s a light sleeper, so upon hearing you knocking on his door he got out of bed immediately

“[Y/N] ... it’s 2am,” Suga frowned, concern filling his warm brown eyes upon finding you at his doorstep. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry for waking you up, Koushi,” you apologized, “I couldn’t sleep and I...I just really miss you”

Suga.exe has stopped working

“A-are you alright,” you asked him when he didn’t respond immediately. “If you don’t want me here I can lea—”

“No, stay!” your boyfriend interrupted you, still red in the cheeks. “I missed you too”

You two didn’t end up going to sleep immediately. Instead, you ended up baking cookies (SUGA IS AN AMAZING COOK AND THAT’S A FACT), cuddling on the couch, and having a Disney movie marathon in his living room

Even though you and Suga had already seen most of the movies before, you both yelled at the screen dramatically every time a ‘plot twist’ happened

“PRINCE HANS, YOU EVIL F—”

You ended up falling asleep in Suga’s arms halfway through The Lion King, but your boyfriend didn’t go to sleep just yet

He ended up staying up all night with you on his chest, his eyes glued to the screen as he instinctively twirled your hair in his fingers

Your eyes fluttered open by the time Suga finally passed out, yet upon seeing your boyfriend sleeping angelically with his arms wrapped around your waist, you giggled softly and closed your eyes again

You ended up falling back asleep even though you weren’t tired, because the last thing that you wanted to do was to leave your boyfriend’s warm embrace

☆。*。☆。 Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi is actually sane and has a rigid sleep schedule, so needless to say, he was exhausted when you knocked on his door at 2am and interrupted it

“You’re aware that it’s two in the morning...right?” he yawned softly upon opening the front door. He didn’t even check to see if it was you — he just knew

“Yeah...” you sighed, rubbing your eyes tiredly. “I’m just too nervous to sleep. I have a big test tomorrow, and I’m really scared, and—”

“It’s okay, [Y/N],” Akaashi interrupted your nervous ramblings with a soft smile. “Just come in”

He brought you to his kitchen and made you both some tea, and although he was exhausted, he helped you go over the material you were studying.

After two hours of reviewing, you were too exhausted to function, and you were finally ready to go back home and sleep

“Thanks for helping me, Keiji,” you told your boyfriend after taking a final sip of your drink. “I think I finally feel better, I’m going to go home and—”

“Home?” your boyfriend’s tired eyes widened in surprise. “You can’t go home at this time — it’s not safe. And look at you...you’re exhausted”

“I-I’m not exhausted,” you lied, but an unintentional yawn escaped your lips at the end of your sentence. “Okay...maybe I’m a little exhausted”

You were truly drained from studying, so the next few moments were a blur. One moment you were in the kitchen, and the next moment you were snuggled up beside Akaashi on his bed, your arm draped over his torso and his arm on your back

You didn’t know how you had gotten there, but you did know that you no longer felt the need to go home, because Akaashi’s arms were your home now

☆。*。☆。 Bokuto Koutarou

"[Y/N]!” Bokuto’s lips curled up into a wide grin when he saw you at his doorstep at 2am. “Did you come here for a sleepover?”

‘Sleepover’...pfft, that’s funny. If you came to Bokuto’s house thinking you were getting any sleep, you were wrong because there was no way in hell that that was happening

Y’all made a pillow fort in his living room and blasted music, scrolling through tiktoks and showing each other memes like complete clowns...until you two heard a loud knock on his front door

“Listen,” Bokuto’s neighbour started to speak. “You’re lucky I’m friends with your parents and didn’t call the police because it’s four in the mcfreaking morning and I can hear your party from my bedroom”

Bokuto just tilted his head to the side in confusion. “Sorry, but we’re not having a party, we’re having a sleepover”

You internally face-palmed because your boyfriend was so clueless sometimes (but he’s totally adorable so it’s alright)

After the irritated man left, you and Bokuto went back to your fort and lowered the music so you wouldn’t get any more angry visitors

You let out a soft yawn, and you were about to suggest for you two to go to sleep when your boyfriend whacked you with a pillow and declared that you two were having a pillow fight

Your pillow fight ended up turning into a tickle fight, which somehow ended up turning into a playful make out session (you totally weren’t complaining though)

You and your boyfriend hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep by the time the sun rose, yet you didn’t regret going over to Bokuto’s house one bit because you had the time of your life

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #hq #tsukishima kei #daichi sawamura #kuroo tetsurou #sugawara koushi #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutarou #tsukishima kei x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu writing #haikyuu x you

[sukirichi]

sukirichi’s 2.4k milestone event

weee another milestone and nooo i couldn’t wait for 2.5k because i’m so excited and happy, thank you so much! ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ including HAIKYUU this time around yeeeee! also i don’t have a restaurant aesthetic anymore, just kind of goofing around now! REQUESTS ARE OPEN. 

before you request...

please read about my writings first! it will include the stuff i write and don’t write about. i’m more flexible in nsfw works, so if you really want to try for a kink, just send me in and if the idea is up to my liking, we’ll see how it goes! 

please be patient and nice! if i don’t like the tone of your request or if you’re ‘demanding’ me, aka, “hey, write this for me, this concept...” your ask will immediately be deleted!

no requesting of the same idea to other writers please!

please keep in mind i don’t do too much canon-heavy plots, aka really specific canon events and how they lead up to one another. i don’t read the manga for both jjk and haikyuu ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ

I do not do headcanons anymore. I’m not good at them LMAO.

i feel a lot more laid back in my writings now, so i’ll only be taking requests that i want to write for! the accepted requests will be listed down below as i organize them

you may refer to my first milestone event if you want more ideas for AU requests! you no longer need to include the numbers/spices/ingredients format used in that. just send whatever idea you want ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU. whichever idea i love the MOST will be turned into a series just because I want to try new things hehe!

— characters i can write anything for (nsfw & sfw)

: gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, choso, ryoumen sukuna, nanami kento

: suna rintarou, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, miya twins, kita shinsuke, oikawa tooru, ushijima wakatoshi, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, tetsuro kuroo

— characters i can only write sfw for

: itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuuta

: kenma kozume

— characters i’m MOST eager to write simp for

: fushiguro megumi, choso, naoya zenin, ryoumen sukuna, gojo satoru

: suna rintarou, kageyama tobio, kita shinsuke, oikawa tooru, akaashi keiji

accepted requests: (only accepting the ones that interest me for now!)

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RYOUMEN SUKUNA: hello love!! i know it LITERALLY just came out but would you consider a pt 2 or a drabble for sweet lies? where megumi either catches her and sukuna or she genuinely starts moving on uasdfghj i'm convinced that megumi heard her fucking sukuna in the bathroom <3 anyways pls feel free to ignore me too

RYOUMEN SUKUNA: Ma’am , i beg of u ,,, spare husband! sukuna x wife! reader drabble. I just read your arranged marriage AU and lordddd i’m obsessed. How long did it take for him to take her virginity 😳? i’m so curious as to how that went down read here: black magic [02]

⭐⭐ RYOUMEN SUKUNA:  Yooooo how about Rockstar Sukuna seducing his manager ehehehehe~ 

⭐ RYOUMEN SUKUNA: Ok but... pirate captain Sukuna 👀👀👀 I’m havin some Thots ngl 🥵🤤 I can’t decide whether reader should be the first mate and they’re a kickass Power Couple 💪😎or if she should be a stowaway who gets found out and has to pay for her passage with her body 😩😉

OKKOTSU YUTA: We both be weak for yuuta and toge😩 congrats 2.4k btw. so i'll request that for the event! poly!yuuta and toge. i see that you only write sfw for them so fluff. u can think of anything you want for it..and yes we simp for both of them i love them sm🤧

⭐ OKKOTSU YUTA: Hi saw that your request are open and congrats for the 2.4k !! 🎊 if possible can i please request yuuta having a girlfriend that's his childhood friend? (So like instead of rika it's y/n and she doesn't die) that loves to dote on him cause that boy needs some love. Thank you!! <3 | kiss me more

⭐ OKKOTSU YUTA: Hi can i request a scenario in which inumaki and okkotsu gets hit with a curse(?) That makes them a clone but the clone is a kid and seeing their gf taking care of the baby please thank youuu

INUMAKI TOGE: Toge's S/O being so sad that even when he says "smile" it doesn't work( also saw that in TikTok)

⭐ INUMAKI TOGE: Hi can i request a scenario in which inumaki and okkotsu gets hit with a curse(?) That makes them a clone but the clone is a kid and seeing their gf taking care of the baby please thank youuu

INUMAKI TOGE: We both be weak for yuuta and toge😩 congrats 2.4k btw. so i'll request that for the event! poly!yuuta and toge. i see that you only write sfw for them so fluff. u can think of anything you want for it..and yes we simp for both of them i love them sm🤧

⭐ INUMAKI TOGE: Hi! Congrats on 2.4k!!🤩 For the event, may I request an au where reader is Yuuta's sister? Can be gn/fem reader anything is fine. And they fall in love with Toge? Fluff fluff fluff please🥺Maybe they meet one day when she went to visit the school? Or she's a new sorcerer. Aahhhh I can't think of anything so I'll leave it up to your wonderful mind😌 Thank you! And again congrats! | crush

INUMAKI TOGE: SUKI OMG SIREN AU WITH TOGE AND DEAF READERHis voice hypnotizes all who hear it but she’s unaffected and he’s shook lmao 😂 She teaches him human sign language so they can communicate 🥺 maybe when he realizes he likes her he brings her seashells and other shiny things from the sea floor and it’s so cute 🥰 just 🥺🥺 siren Toge 🥺🥺🥺 (DEBATING)

GOJO SATORU: Hello dear Suki! 🤗 congrats on your more than deserved milestone 👏🏼🥳 I know it’s not the restaurant aesthetic anymore but still, thank you for being a Michelin-star chef spoiling the fandom with your food 🤤👀 I’d love to request the following: ingredient 66 with sugar 8 & 9 and Gojou as cherry on top 🥰 some heavy angst with a happy / smutty ending. additional 🍪 for inspiration - „Best friends don’t look at each other the way you look at her. You never know what will happen, tomorrow might be too late“. Have a lovely day dear 💕

GOJO SATORU: Congrats on 2.4K!!!! May I please request a fic where the reader has like. Zero reaction to Gojo? And he’s kinda shook bc people either adore him or hate him, but here’s reader acting like he’s just a normal dude. And he starts falling for her bc he’s never experienced that before

⭐ GOJO SATORU: a reader that likes Gojo but immediately says N O P E bc they clock that he’s at risk of breaking their heart so they just try to avoid getting close to him despite being a teacher stuck with him a lot of the time. And Gojo is just like ??? But I like you??? Why are you always avoiding me? “I’m tired of you acting like I can’t commit to something. Committing to you is easy.”

⭐ GOJO SATORU: ♡Soft nsfw scenario with s/o and gojo while outside is snowing read here: cold

⭐ GOJO SATORU: Ohoho~ another milestone! Congrats~Can I get Vampire!Satoru x Monster Hunter!Reader where he “proves” to her that all of his victims came willingly(I think from the AU choice you’ll know exactly who I am lol 😉)

⭐ GOJO SATORU: hello! first and foremost, congratulations on reaching 2.4k! i love your writing and its just oh my goodness <3 your stories made my heart squeezed! second of all, i'd like to propose a request for a story. fluff/angst (up to you! your way of writing is just superb) mixed with nsfw gojo satoru. a modern business tycoon au where he just lost his wife and is overprotective of his 1 year old toddler. you're his new staff in the office and is treated badly bcs you know, new staff. one day, you stumbled upon your boss and his baby in a shop, who wont stop crying and he took an interest in you when you managed to calm his kid down. he hired you as his babysitter + made you move into his estate. from there, your life changed! also, thank you for accompanying my days with your stories, it's marvelous! 💕

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ NAOYA ZENIN MY BAE: okay i thought you might like this idea for the event (or maybe not lol) - naoya coming home to his beloved little housewife and feels like giving her a treat for being such a good girl.,,.,, read: man's gonna re-arrange your guts and have some soft moments with you after (not that he would ever admit that shsghshsj) ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ | good girl

NAOYA ZENIN MY BAE: Stage magician Naoya and his cute little assistant, where every other trick works to undress or strategically rip her outfit so he can show off his little bunny to the crowd before fucking her brainless backstage

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ NAOYA ZENIN MY BAE:  listen ,,,,, ur naoya hate fic goes crazy stupid may i add something. naoya being overprotective like reader is so pretty and many of the clan men look at them a lottttt and naoya out of nowhere will kiss you in front of them or will grab them in front the maids and workers. then reader becomes mad and they get into an argument and then hate fuck :D lmaoo  (THIS REQUEST PLEASEEEE SEND ME TO HEAVEN) ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ NAOYA ZENIN MY BAE: Omg Suki! Congrats on the 2.4k! So uhmm I decided to take a break from the Kita/Naoya twin au angst 👉👈 idk if you are still accepting requests but HAS ANYONE EVER MENTIONED OR HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED SUGAR DADDY NAOYA????? 🥺 -🌸

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI: Megumi being insecure about his eyes because they are a very light green colour( like in manga) so he wears blue contacts( I saw that on TikTok and... big brain energy)

⭐ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI: SUKI, HI! First of all, congrats on 2.4K you absolutely deserve every single milestone coming your way 💞💞If it’s not too much to ask may I request a one-shot with megumi where he’s jealous that his fem!crush is spending more time with Itadori and sees how she enjoys his company a lot but it’s purely platonic? Reader likes megumi too and they both need that push in the right direction?Thanks so much if you decide to write this 🥺💖 I seriously love your writing and your big brain sm

CHOSO: Could you write something with Choso and the reader that has a toxic mother (if that actually exists.  She controls everything the reader does, and plays with her mind/ feelings making her feel like she's the bad one)?But after a fight with the mom, the reader has enough and just leaves deciding they will finally do what they want, ending up at a tattoo shop, where Choso is the tattoo artist.Ngl, i'd like this to be nsfw because i am thirsting for this man ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Don't really have kink preferences but if you could include size and breeding kink then i'd be hella thankful ☺

GETOU SUGURU: Yo how about a Victorian AU with Gentleman Thief!Getou and Debutante!Reader nsfw 👀👀 maybe she hears something in the dark and goes to investigate and gets pressed to the wall with a knife at her throat 👀🥵

FUSHIGURO TOJI: can we get a part two of the "lessons learned" toji fic 👉🏽👈🏽 maybe him fucking and overstimulating her so hard she cries and begs for mercy but no mercy will be given. maybe he uses the same handcuffs she used for him on her 🥰 maybe some manhandling cause im a hoe for letting a man throw me around

⭐ KAGEYAMA TOBIO (fckin finally): kageyama tobio x reader fic for mutual virginity loss? maybe they just haven’t had time with him being a fancy schmancy volleyball player, maybe there’s just nerves, i don’t know! i’ll leave it up to u babe <3

⭐ SUNA RINTARO: hi!! congrats on the 2.4k HEHE just wanted to request a suna and tattoo/flower shop au? idk just the thought of tattooed suna is like. mm yes

⭐ SUNA RINTARO/AKAASHI KEIJI: hi suki!! i’m so excited for your event! so i rarely ever see someone else who loves both akaashi and suna so i was wondering if you could write something for them! maybe apocalypse au?? or roommate au?? i was thinking y/n could have a relationship/be fuck buddies with one of them and some smutty exhibitionism happens with the other watching, and then some pining that ends in a threesome if you write those! if not, then just a smutty n filthy little love triangle that you can choose an ending for lol (a happy one would be nice bc my heart can only handle so much angst, but really it’s up to you and what inspires you!!) tysm for doing this event and always working so hard <3

⭐ OIKAWA TOORU: hi i love your writing!! can i please request work au (boss oikawa x secretary fem reader?) with degradation and him fucking your in the window 😭💗💗

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu #gojo satoru #fushiguro megumi #ryoumen sukuna #uhh im lazy #to tag #THANK YOU FOR THE MILESTONE <3 #sukirichi #suki: 2.4k milestone event

[jinkicake]

Little Love

Akaashi, Bokuto, Kuroo with a s/o who is insecure about their small chest.

Akaashi Keiji x Reader 

Bokuto Koutarou x Reader

Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

Hi anon~ I’m sorry this took so long TT I had a hard time writing it because I too very much relate to this. TT It's okay! We don’t have to wear bras under our shirts or hoodies and it doesn’t hurt to run up and down the stairs. We have to look at the positives! Ily anon, stay strong xxx

SMUT 

WC- 1,447

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Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi cares very highly of what you think, what you think of him, he is very attentive to many things you do

So when he finds out you aren’t necessarily happy with your body, he gets sad

Not sad because of you but just upset that you don’t see yourself as the beautiful person you are, flaws and all

He likes to talk with you, always and about everything, but sometimes he will try to encourage you to share your feelings

Akaashi will listen to you talk for hours, he likes that you feel comfortable to talk about things like this with him and he makes sure to use little nods or simple phrases just to show that he is listening~

He cares so much about your feelings and just wants to offer you all the help he can provide!

Sometimes Akaashi will try to push you, a tiny bit, to do things out of your comfort zone just to try your boundaries

He also loves to shower you in compliments and praise, anything to boost your confidence and give you motivation

Akaashi will stomp on anything negative you have to say about yourself, his eyes will harden before you can even get the insult out, speaking and thinking badly will only make yourself feel worse!

If you do say something bad about yourself then Akaashi will refuse it just as quickly, ‘I look bad today’ ‘I don’t think so’

Akaashi is just a softie who loves to treat you with tons of love

“Hush.” Akaashi presses one of his fingers to your lips, gently kissing up your stomach from underneath your shirt. You watch the lump under the fabric with wide eyes as each stroke of his wet tongue causes the dampness between your thighs to grow.

“Keiji wait,” You try to get him to stop but nothing will stop him once he gets his lips on the underside of your breasts. He works slowly, kissing every inch with his soft lips and running his tongue along your skin.

“No.” He growls against your chest and starts to kitten lick one of your nipples. His pupils dilate when he pulls back to see the nub harden under his movements and you aren’t prepared for when he pulls it in between his teeth. Akaashi’s moans bounce off your walls and you feel the vibration against your skin, your hands grasp at the sheets and you can’t help but arch your back into his chest. “Good girl, stay still for me.” His words are given like a command and you nod your head, aching for him to repeat the same actions to your other breast. His other hand ghosts down your stomach and peaks under your shorts to dip his finger along your slit. “That’s it.”

Akaashi sounds too proud, and you can practically see the smirk on his face. He continues to gently work your breasts with his mouth while his finger circles your clit. His movements are too slow, too teasing and you feel as if you’re going to explode.

“Keiji, faster, please.” Your whines are quite pathetic and Akaashi smirks against your skin. He bites down hard on your skin and puts more pressure against your clit, ripping a moan out of you.

“There you go, sweet girl, keep begging for me.”

Bokuto Koutarou 

Don’t worry hon, we all know Bokuto is a thigh man, he doesn’t care if your breasts are small

He constantly compliments you always, just so you remember how pretty you are

Expect fluffy compliments and warm hugs from Bokuto literally all the time

Bokuto loves touching you, he is touching always, so his cuddly hugs are not out of the ordinary

If you compare yourself to others then he will pout, a deep frown on his face, and then he will shut it down quickly

The minute you try comparing yourself to others he will bring the conversation back to you, and talk about things/ stuff that you like

He has a very good comforting soul,,,,

Bokuto would never, never, shut down your insecure feelings

He acknowledges them and works to help you get rid of them, starting from the root and working his way up!

Bokuto loves his little petal and hates when you’re upset over something you can’t control

After much convincing Bokuto had you on top of him, you’re in his lap and bouncing gently. Each rise and fall of your hips causes your head to tilt back, leaving your neck open for your boyfriend to mark up. Your hands fly straight to his thick hair, pulling at the roots at each nip of his teeth. You can already feel yourself clenching around him desperately, the warmth pooling in your stomach only gives you the motive to move faster. Bokuto moves his lips down from your neck, shoving his face in-between your chest and continuing his ministrations.

“Ah, Kou what are you doing?” You whimper and try to push his head away but your stubborn boyfriend doesn’t move. He only continues to hold you in place with his golden eyes as he wraps his warm lips around one of your nipples. The wet heat causes you to grind harder against him, his eyes driving you insane as his tongue works circles around your nub. “Please.”

“Please what?” He’s so cocky when he pulls away, licking around the peak like it was the most captivating thing to ever exist.

“Please keep going.” You beg and Boktuo goes right back to worshiping your other breast. He nearly cums at your words and his hands grab your hips to move the pace faster, he is not going to cum before you do. But with the way you’re squeezing around him and how warm you feel in his mouth, he might fall to the pleasure he is facing.

Kuroo Tetsurou 

Kuroo is very persistent in you seeing how beautiful you are, he loves everything about you and loves watching you glow with confident

He is simply horny for everything you do~

Of course, he’d get upset when he realized how insecure you are about your chest, it’d hurt that you see yourself as anything less than beautiful 

But Kuroo worships your chest and does so much just to prove how amazing he thinks you are, yes he will tell you what he loves...

He loves how he can cup them in his large hands and cover them underneath his palms, cue Kuroo’s size kink

(You get a size kink, you get a size kink, everybody gets a size kink)

Kuroo can and will squeeze them so easily, just for the fun of it

You’re sitting on the couch? One of Kuroo’s hands is cupping one of your breasts and squeezing it gently like a stress ball

Yes, he has the biggest grin on his face while doing so, he loves his girls

He doesn’t want you to feel badly about yourself so he tries his hardest to show you how much he adores you~

“You want to fuck my tits? There’s nothing to fuck?” You hold your chest self-consciously and stare at your boyfriend like he had grown a second head.

“Yes, there is,” He whines and puts his hands on top of your own to push your chest together, he moans at the sight. “I’ll show you. Let me show you, pretty girl.” Kuroo begs as he grinds his lower half into the bed.

“What if it doesn’t work and you can’t get off?” You start to worry, unable to look at the boy above you.

“I could cum to a strand of your hair. If I can’t get off then it’s my fault, not yours.” He reassures you and kisses along your neck, sucking lovingly against your skin.

“You’re so fucking horny Kuroo.” You push at his hair and he grins above you. “Fine.” It’s so quiet he doesn’t even hear you at first but when he looks down in your eyes and sees the okay, Kuroo nearly passes out. Too quickly his mouth is on your breasts. He licks anywhere he can reach, getting the skin wet before sucking on your nipples and toying with them between his teeth.

“You’re so hot.” He groans against your chest, you brace yourself for when he straddles your chest. Automatically you push your breasts together, watching with wide eyes as your boyfriend moans loudly when he pushes his thick cock between them. The tip rests on your lips and you open your mouth to catch him on your tongue. “Come on baby, don’t look at me like that-“ Kuroo groans, throwing his head back as he pushes his length between your tits. The feeling driving you up the wall, you feel insane under his touch. “I might just cum all over your pretty little face if you keep it up.”

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[owlyflufff]

Something isn't right.

Along the 50+ messages Koutarou has sent over to Keiji, not a single one is given a response. Not even the small icon indicating Keiji is typing showed up on his screen. Keiji hasn't been online for a while now. One hour, two hours, three hours pass. Koutarou is still left unanswered.

Training is only half way finish but Koutarou has been feeling uneasy since this.

The noise the MSBY gym has been flarring up, mainly the bickering of Atsumu and Sakusa meanwhile Hinata tries to be the man of reasoning, echoes across the expanse. Only for the it to be left unnoticed by one Bokuto Koutarou.

This is a first. The only time Keiji turns off his phone is during meetings of utmost importance or when his deadlines needed completion. Koutarou would have known if a surprise meeting are to happen since Keiji always makes sure to text him the details before muting his phone for the rest of the day.

So then, what happened?

The news comes to him short and slow. But it's enough for Koutarou to gather his things and bolt out the door like his life depends on it.

A fire.

It has happened all too quickly, their captain approach him with the news flashing before his eyes against the phone screen, the very building that his husband works in has been engulfed in flames, the text underneath explaining the event but Koutarou has already connected the dots. Enough for him to excuse himself and depart immediately.

By the time Koutarou arrives in the hospital, he's lucky enough to be the only one in line by the front desk.

Keiji is safe. His room is not too far from where Koutarou is standing. The news alone is enough to bring all of Koutarou's composure back as he makes it to Keiji's room.

His husband has been resting. From a distance, Koutarou can make up a few bandages wrapped around Keiji's arms but that's as far as it goes.

Nothing fatal.

From there, Koutarou watches over him and refuses to leave his side. The only time he would leave is to purchase food for himself and Keiji if ever he is to wake up soon. Which Keiji does eventually.

It's the middle of the night when he does.

"Koutarou?" Keiji's voice shatters the silence, his throat dry.

Koutarou didn't cling unto his husband quickly and earnestly like he usually does the moment he sees him. He does the opposite. As if touching fragile glass, Koutarou's trembling fingers reach over to caress Keiji's face. He's here.

He's safe.

Keiji leans against his touch, the look on his face still trying to gain a sense of recollection. Yet, amidst his confusion, Koutarou anchors him all the same.

"I'm glad you're awake Keiji." Koutarou speaks in between a sob and a smile. A soft smile graces his lips as he tries to compose himself. The few tears he has shed already betraying this front.

"Hold on, I'll get you some water." The hand initially holding Keiji's face goes down to hold Keiji's hand as Koutarou bends over to get a water bottle he has purchased.

Koutarou lets a few minutes pass between them of complete silence. He didn't want to rush Keiji. Only wanting to give him enough time to adjust again after such an incident.

"How are you feeling?" Koutarou asks, his hold on Keiji's hand a little firmer.

"A lot better, thank you." Keiji looks at him with reassurance, he holds unto Koutarou's hand just as much

"Do you remember anything that happened?"

"There was a fire and...wait." Keiji's features shift altogether. Koutarou knows that look of concern when he sees it. "How long have I been here?"

"Around three days."

"Three days, and...are you're telling me you've been here this entire time?"

"Of course Keiji! Where else would I be-"

"But what about training?"

"It's alright, I told coach about my leave and he excused me." Koutarou continues to say with a smile, yet Keiji's concern only grew more visible at every answer.

"Koutarou you didn't have to do all this for my sake. You have a match coming in a few days don't you? Surely this will hinder your performance-"

"Keiji."

The edge in Koutarou's voice alone is enough for Keiji to silence himself. Not in the way that it was meant to shut him up, but in a way that Koutarou is to pave another path of understanding for him. And Keiji lets him.

Koutarou reaches over to caress Keiji's face again. The look in Koutarou's has never been more sincere.

"I love you more than any victory a match could give me." Slowly, Koutarou brings their foreheads to rest against each other and Keiji swears that his warmth comforts him through and through.

"Keiji, I would rather lose a hundred volleyball matches than lose you."

Nothing left is said between them, not when everything else is shared. Soft kisses, hugs, and a night's worth of cuddling in each other's arms. Koutarou and Keiji let the day pass them by.

Full of reassurance and relief.

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[micasaessakusa]

The luckiest man alive

Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Reader Genre: Angst Word Count: 3.224 words Warnings: Memory loss

If someone were to ask Bokuto what he thinks about life, he would undoubtedly give an answer that couldn’t be fitted into a three-hour monologue.

Tangents about his favorite pleasant aspects of his life would be there: his friends and family, volleyball, the feeling of victory, the feeling of being loved, and speaking of love - you.

Bokuto Koutarou believes he’s a very lucky man. 

Of course, he gives great weight to hard work, but he’s just so lucky that his hard work has almost always been coupled with, well, luck. He’s lucky to have found his passion in volleyball, lucky to have been surrounded by people who always support him, lucky to have gotten the opportunities he’s been presented, lucky to be doing what he loves, and lucky that you’re there beside him.

Ups or downs, you’re there for him. And he’s so lucky that you make your presence even more known in his slumps. Did he do something good in his past life for him to be blessed with good fortune and you in his present life?

Maybe he saved the world or something, is what he always thinks.

And because of the luck that’s always been by his side, Bokuto is naturally optimistic. How could he not be positive when he always gets what he wants, right?

Sure, people see him as someone who’s easily swayed emotionally. And someone who feels down from the most mundane things must be a pessimist instead, right? That would make better sense, but when has Bokuto Koutarou ever abided by sense?

Even in the face of whatever Bokuto shows outside, his heart and mind are always set on looking towards the brighter side of things. 

For example: he can’t hit well? Aww too bad, and for sure he’ll mope around a bit. BUT he’s already looking forward to getting back up again and hitting those super satisfying straights and thin crosscourt shots of his. 

He fails an exam? You’ll see him hiding under his desk, muttering about how he just couldn’t get his mind to wrap around topics. BUT he’s already thinking of the tutoring he’s going to get from Yukie and Shirofuku because of course they’re not going to let their ace fail and get bumped off the team for academic failure.

They lose a game? He’ll undoubtedly be inconsolable for a day - maybe even two. BUT he’s already pumped with adrenaline from the anticipation of the future MSBY training sessions that would surely tire the heck out of him. They have to work to secure that next win after all.

Luck is always on his side. How could it not be when in his point of view, he’s the protagonist of the world.

Whatever comes his way is just a challenge waiting to be conquered. He could be sad and mopey for sometime, but for all intents and purposes, he’s absolute that he could triumph over anything.

To sum it up, even though Bokuto Koutarou could not be contained in a few words, if he does try to name a few to describe himself, it would be: lucky, optimistic, and of course, grateful. Gotta be thankful for all that fortune after all.

That’s who he is. 

So when word reached him that you got into a terrible car accident that almost took your life, he cried.

He cried, sobbed-- he broke down in anguish and absolutely refused to leave your side throughout the whole operation to save your life. He remained adamant to not leave you by yourself in the weeks that took for you to recover, and he willed himself to remain optimistic that you would wake up from the coma-- that he could once again be given the chance to gaze upon your gentle, familiar orbs that he’s come to cherish so much.

It tore his heart to see you asleep. 

That’s what he took to calling it: asleep, for if he called it what it really was, he’s afraid he’d break down even more. And break down he did. Just after being told of the severity of your condition, he fell to his knees on the hospital hallway, unable to support himself from the disbelief, the sadness that he felt. But his friends and family were there the whole time, never leaving him to fend for himself.

His teammates never left his side, especially Shouyou, your cousin Omi, Tsum Tsum, and of course, Kuroo and Keiji. Even with their own busy lives, Bokuto’s just so lucky to have special people that gave him strength when he needed it the most.

Bokuto wept from the accident, but he thanks his lucky stars that you survived, you made it out alive and that’s what really matters. He’s grateful that despite what happened, you weren’t taken away from him, and because of that, he’s optimistic that you’re going to wake up and give him the privilege to be with you again.

The universe must have heard his wishes, for you suddenly woke up a couple of days after the fifth week mark.

He remembers it clearly.

It was nine in the morning, he saw the time on the dashboard of his car before he shut the engine off. Lucky he found a parking spot near the entrance, as he remembers that time Atsumu drove him to the hospital and it took them almost half an hour to find a spot.

His ringtone broke through the sound of the morning rush just as he closed the door to the driver’s seat. Plucking his mobile out of his jean pockets and holding a cup of coffee with his other hand, he answered the call, seeing ‘Omi-Omi’ on the screen.

“Yes, Om--”

“[Y/N]’s awake--”

The steaming coffee slipped from his grasp and that’s all it took for him to run through the parking lot and into the entrance. He spotted a line in the elevator so he turned a corner instead, and opted to hike seven flights of stairs to your floor, skipping two or three steps to get there faster.

His heart was beating so fast it felt like it’s going to burst out of his chest, but he ignored it. He didn’t even notice the muted ringing in his ears from the adrenaline, all he’s thinking was how he needed to see you, he needed to see you. He needed to see you he needed to see you he needed to see--

All eyes turned to him when he barged into the room.

It felt like all the air escaped his body as he stood there glued to his spot. He saw you, already seated and looking at him.

You’re looking at him.

He didn’t notice the tears streaming down his face.

He took the first step, the second, the third, and soon he found himself kneeling beside your bed, your small hand grasped into his warm and much larger pair. Holding it tight with the desperation of a man afraid to lose his only one.

And there, he let it all go. It all came crashing down on him. The tears fell even harder than before as he cried his heart out. --the panic upon seeing your unmoving body, the fear that you might not survive the operation, the horror that gripped him when they told him you were in a coma.

--the adrenaline that seized him when Sakusa called, the nervousness in his steps on his way up. The relief from seeing you awake--

“Who are you?”

His entire body stiffened upon hearing your voice. First, from the unparalleled comfort of having to hear you again after so long, but then he registered what you said.

Still sniffling, he wiped his tears with the back of his hands, only then realizing how much he cried from the moment he saw you. His brows furrowed a little in confusion, looking around the room for a bit, only then did he process the solemn looks on the faces of his friends, each one unable to look him in the eye.

“What--?” he said softly as he let his gaze go back to you. 

“I’m sorry,” you told him in an equally soft voice. “I don’t know who you are.”

Your voice was barely above a whisper, but it might as well have been a shout from how loud your words rang in his ears. You turned your gaze away from him, pulling your hand free from his grasp as you kept your own hands clasped on your lap instead.

“Kiyoomi,” you called out with a bit of urgency, making your cousin rush to your side to give you the sense of security you needed.

The doctor cleared his throat lightly, catching his attention. Still confused and unable to wrap his head around what was happening, he stood up and walked slowly out of the room as he was escorted outside. He chanced a glimpse at your tired body just before the door shut. 

He saw Kiyoomi huddled over your form as you held onto him desperately. 

You didn’t even spare Bokuto a glance.

That was around twelve months ago, just seconds before the doctor finally told him about your condition. How the blunt force trauma to your head caused brain damage, which ultimately resulted in a version of retrograde amnesia.

But it was partial, said the doctor. The accident only seemed to have affected a few years of your life. Fortunately for you, you were able to retain your memories until some time after college. At least you didn’t have to wake up at a loss about who you are, at least you know your family, at least you remember your cousin Kiyoomi, at least at least at least at least-- but it was all just a big blur to Bokuto.

The moment he heard you remember just after college --roughly about a year after your uni grad when you tried out for pro-league, he blanked out, because that means you don’t remember him.

A year, that’s how long it’s been since you woke up. One year, one month, two weeks, and six days since the accident you were in, if he wants to be specific.

Months spent dying to engulf you in his embrace. Months spent unable to lie in bed with you beside him, to just go back to talking about nothing and everything at the same time. Months spent just visiting you in Sakusa’s loft because that’s where you’re more comfortable staying.

He respects your boundaries, but he just can’t help but miss everything about you.

He misses you. 

A lot.

But still, he thanks the world for keeping you alive. He can’t even begin to imagine what life would be for him had things taken a turn for the worse, but he doesn’t have to think about that. Again, what matters is you’re alive and well.

Even with your condition, Bokuto still believes he’s lucky to have you by his side. Well, maybe not all of you, because while you’ve slowly gotten back to some of your usual routines like work, you still don’t have an inkling of who Bokuto really was, or is supposed to be for you.

The two of you go out on dates, and on some days, you even sleep in his apartment - your shared apartment. He takes you to his games, you go to family events together and the like. But even when you spend most of your time together, you still don’t remember your Kou.

He’s thankful for your safety, but he can’t help but wish for your speedy recovery every single night. There’s not a day that has gone by where he doesn’t wish for your brain to just suddenly regain what it lost.

No matter, though, Bokuto always thinks. This is just another challenge he has to overcome, and because he knows you’re strong, he’s optimistic that you could conquer this one, even if hope seems a little bleak this time around.

But he’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes to get you back.

You’ve decided to resume training with the EJP Raijin, your home team, of course under the guidance of your personal therapist and your trainers. He’s not too worried about your safety as he personally made sure to get a therapist recommended by his most trusted coaches. Plus, Motoya trains with the EJP men’s team, so really, you’re well taken care of.

The idea was also approved by your doctors who suggested you go back to doing what you mostly did before the accident to possibly try to trigger memories to resurface.

He snaps out of his trance as he watches your practice match. Your coaches let you participate in this one even though you’re still out of commission for the league proper.

It’s just training, but the way you move reminds him of when he first saw you in action. You might not remember participating in the league, but your movement now on the court serves as a painful but very beautiful reminder of what made him fall for you in the first place.

You might not have your memories, but everything else -your focus, determination, tenacity, your strength, it’s all there, and Bokuto could do nothing but smile in his sheer awe of your person.

What he doesn’t expect, however, is for you to run straight to him after having won the practice match. Sweaty and a bit out of breath, he sees you running straight towards him.

And heavens, your smile… the smile on your face right now could light up his life forever.

He opens his arms to catch you as you jump into his hold, winding your arms around his neck to keep him in a tight hug.

“Kou!” you exclaim. “We won!”

And he freezes.

You feel him stiffen almost instantly. Bokuto’s so far into his head that he fails to register the wide smile on his own face and the tears that promptly run down his cheeks.

You remember him! You remember him you remember him you remember--

“Kou?”

He jolts from his thoughts as he looks at you expectantly. You raise your hand to wipe the tears that adorn his face, a worried frown decorating your own.

“Why are you crying?” you say as you tilt your head in confusion.

“Do you remember now?” he breathes out the words so quietly you almost don’t hear them but the moment you do, it doesn’t escape his notice how the color practically drained from your face.

“I--, Bokuto--”

It feels like his heart is being gripped by barbed wires as he registers what you just said.

Bokuto. Bokuto-- you don’t remember him. You don’t. You do not remember him. You still don’t.

And that’s all it takes for him to release you from his hold as if you had just burned him. You try to reach out to him, but he steps away from you. Shaking his head in denial? Hurt? Confusion?

He sprints away out of the gymnasium, his thoughts running wild, filling his mind with unfiltered hatred of the world.

It’s just not fair! Why is this happening to him! Why must the world be cruel when he’s done nothing but good! Why must it happen to you and him! Why? Why!

Why can’t you just remember him!

And he collapses on his knees at the deserted hallway, his sobs coming out raw and wounded. The pain of having you stare at him without recognition for a year burning his heart and seizing it with just-- just hurt.

He cries at his hatred of the world. The optimism he so absolutely and almost religiously held onto for his entire life breaking apart at his feet like shards of glass.

And like that, he also finally breaks.

A year. He tried to stay positive for a year, enduring the feeling of his beloved looking at him as if he’s a stranger, as if they didn’t share years together. As if the growth they had with each other meant nothing to the world. As if everything they shared with each other was so miniscule to just be gone because of one accident.

And so he cries and cries. He lets the anguish come out. He lets the anger and hatred and pain come out with each choked sob.

It must have been a minute, five, or maybe thirty minutes, an hour.. He doesn’t know. He heaves himself out of his slumped position to sit on the floor, and he closes his eyes as he lets his head tilt back against the cool surface of the wall. 

He’s just so tired from everything.

It’s only when he opens his eyes again does he see you standing a ways away, face fallen as if the world turned its back on you. And from the looks of it, he knows you saw his meltdown.

You approach him, taking small steps in an attempt to see if he’s going to drive you away, but he makes no move to stop you.

All the while, he keeps his tearful gaze on you as you kneel in front of him.

A fresh bout of tears breaks free from his eyes the moment you take his calloused palms into your careful hold.

“Kou,” you call his name softly. “This past year has been challenging for me… but I can’t even imagine how- how terrifying everything must have been for you.”

Your voice remains low, but he hears it loud and clear, and his heart clenches from how you’ve thought about him even when you can’t remember him.

“I know it’s not the same. I’m not the same, but Kou--,” you halt, and his eyes widen open upon seeing tears in your own pair. “I don’t remember you, but when I see you sad I-- I just can’t take seeing you sad.”

A choked sob escapes your throat, and his instincts tell him to pull you into his strong hold and he does. The warmth emanating from his body makes you relax into his familiar touch.

“I still don’t remember, and I don’t know if I ever will. And I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I just-- I’m sorry,” your cries reach his ears, and he pulls you even closer to his chest, hugging you against him to ease your pain away.

You raise your palm to caress his jaw, prompting him to look at you, and he does. He looks at you as if you’re his whole world, memories be damned. Challenges be damned. Because now, as he looks at you, as he actually looks at you, he sees the same you that he fell in love with.

“My brain doesn’t know you the way it used to, but my heart… my heart knows you, Bokuto Koutarou.”

He sees the same you that he keeps falling in love with over and over every single day of his life.

And as your lips meet in a whispered confession of love shared only between the two of you, he finally comprehends just how lucky he is to have you in his life.

Memories be damned.

Challenges be damned.

But his luck? He’ll forever thank his lucky stars for bringing you into his life.

For as long as he has you by his side, he’ll forever remain the luckiest man alive.

#Gabe writes!! #Haikyuu #Bokuto #Bokuto Koutarou #Haikyuu x Reader #Bokuto x Reader #Bokuto Koutarou x Reader #Haikyuu angst #Bokuto angst #Bokuto Koutarou angst

[solies-scripts]

Haikyuu Masterlist

Updated (09/09/21) (dd/mm/yy)

Anything with a * has smut or mentions of smut and anything with a ^ has angst 

Reminder: This isn’t every single thing I’ve posted about these characters but they are all the requests I’ve written 

Karasuno

Coach Ukai

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

Daichi Sawamura

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Stripper au*

Reacting to their s/o punching a wall 

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Reacting to s/o’s tics and stims

Meeting his friends

Cuddling with tiny s/o

Stress relief*

Tiny s/o*

Small s/o

Drabbles

Sugawara Koushi

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Stripper au*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Sexually frustrated s/o*

Scaring jumpy s/o

Reacting to s/o who makes noises on impulse

Small and angry s/o

Athletic s/o

Poly Suga and Asahi*

Helping s/o who has a period emergency

Drabbles

Azumane Asahi

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Small and angry s/o

Poly Suga and Asahi*

Comfort 

Period comfort

Worship 

Bj in a skirt*

Reacting to s/o who wants to be called puppy*

Drabbles

Nishinoya Yuu

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Sexually frustrated s/o*

Athletic s/o

Comfort

Comforting s/o who was shit talked for being aro

What they’re like after a breakup^

What they’re like after a breakup part 2^

Reacting to s/o snapping at him during a sensory overload

Reacting to you sticking up for him

Overstimming Yaku - Poly Yaku and Noya*

Reacting to s/o who growls as people

Reacting to s/o who overworks themselves until they get sick

Reacting to s/o who makes self deprecating jokes

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Reacting to s/o crying from stress

Wearing his jersey to a game

Making them noodles as they sleep - Poly Tanaka and Noya

Threesome breeding - Poly Noya and Yaku*

Reacting to s/o being pregnant - Poly Noya and Yaku*

First time bj*

Reacting to s/o with pierced nipples*

Being bouncy around his s/o

Face sitting*

Comforting s/o who struggles with crying - poly Noya and Yaku

Falling out of love pt.2^

Taking care of their s/o on their period - poly Noya and Yaku

Baking christmas cookies

Proposing to them - poly Noya and Yaku

Reacting to you wearing his hoodie for the first time

Reacting to s/o who turns down kisses due to being nervous

Reacting to s/o who forgets to eat

Drabbles

Mini-blurb

The kind of bf he is

In the mirror*

Overstimming him

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Reacting to s/o’s tics and stims

Comfort 

Period comfort

What they’re like after a breakup^

What they’re like after a breakup part 2^

Making them noodles as they sleep - Poly Tanaka and Noya

Being bouncy around his s/o

Face sitting*

Reacting to s/o with pierced nipples*

Chubby and insecure s/o

s/o’s birthday

Reacting to s/o who has never been made to cum*

SFW alphabet

Thigh riding*

Falling out of love pt.2^

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

Ennoshita Chikara

Headcannons

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Kageyama Tobio

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Scaring jumpy s/o

Reacting to you sticking up for him

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Reacting to s/o crying from stress

Face sitting*

69 session*

Flashing him*

Sloppy kissing*

Calling him king*

Falling out of love^

Baking christmas cookies

Having a witch s/o

Helping s/o who has a period emergency

Reacting to s/o wanting to be called puppy*

Reacting to s/o being a professional wrestler

Reacting to s/o who is a professional volleyball player

Drabbles

Whiney Kags*

From pocky to blowjob*

Hinata Shoyo

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Sexually frustrated s/o*

Reacting to s/o who overworks themselves until they get sick

Reacting to s/o who makes self deprecating jokes

Being bouncy around his s/o

Crybaby s/o*

Reacting to his s/o grabbing/slapping his butt*

Introducing his s/o to the team

Sub Hinata*

Baking christmas cookies

Helping s/o who has a period emergency

Drabbles

Tsukishima Kei

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to their s/o punching a wall

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Meeting his friends

Small and angry s/o

What they’re like after a breakup^

What they’re like after a breakup part 2^

Thigh riding*

Sloppy kissing*

Reacting to a touch starved/adverse s/o

Reacting to s/o who is struggling with studying

Comforting s/o who’s dog passed away

Reacting to s/o who is a professional ice skater

Drabbles

Nightowls

Keep on studying*

On the desk*

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to being called ‘good boy’*

Reacting to s/o’s tics and stims

Comforting s/o who’s had a bad week

Pegging him*

Falling out of love pt.2^

Reacting to s/o who wants to be called puppy*

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

Shimizu Kiyoko

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Drabbles

Yachi Hitoka

Headcannons

Receiving nudes*

Drabbles

Nekoma

Kuroo Tetsuro

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o coming out as a trans man

Reacting to s/o who listens to loud rock music

Crushing on the school’s ‘mean girl’

Bratty s/o + daddy kink*

Falling out of love^

Deepthroating him*

Drabbles

Breeding*

The kind of bf he is 

Snow day

Yaku Morisuke

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o who makes noises on impulse

Comforting s/o who was shit talked for being aro

What they’re like after a breakup^

What they’re like after a breakup part 2^

Reacting to s/o snapping at him during a sensory overload

Reacting to you sticking up for him

Overstimming Yaku - Poly Yaku and Noya*

Reacting to s/o who growls at people

Reacting to s/o who overworks themselves until they get sick

Reacting to s/o who makes self deprecating jokes

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Reacting to s/o crying from stress

Threesome breeding - Poly Noya and Yaku*

Reacting to s/o being pregnant - Poly Noya and Yaku*

Reacting to a touch starved/adverse s/o

Domming a bratty Yaku*

Comforting s/o who struggles crying - Poly Yaku and Noya

Falling out of love^

Taking care of s/o on their period - poly Yaku and Noya

Finding out he has a daddy kink*

Proposing to them - poly Yaku and Noya

Reacting to you wearing his hoodie for the first time

Reacting to s/o who forgets to eat

Drabbles

The kid of bf he is

Taking care of you

Taking care of you (chronically ill version)

Kozume Kenma

Headcannons

What they’re like after a breakup^

What they’re like after a breakup part 2^

s/o’s birthday

Thigh riding*

Sloppy kissing*

Comforting s/o who’s had a bad week

Reacting to s/o coming out as a trans man

Reacting to s/o who listens to loud rock music

s/o with squishy thighs

s/o with squishy thighs part 2*

Having a witch s/o

Mental health comfort

Reacting to s/o being a professional wrestler

Reacting to s/o punching a wall

Drabbles

Haiba Lev

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o who growls at people

Reacting to a touch starved/adverse s/o

Comforting s/o who’s had a bad week

Reacting to you wearing his hoodie for the first time

Reacting to s/o who turns down kisses due to being nervous

Drabbles

Fukurodani

Bokuto Koutarou

Headcannons

Tiny s/o*

Small s/o

Reacting to s/o having pierced nipples*

Reacting to a sensitive s/o*

Eating s/o out from behind*

Pegging Bokuto*

Reacting to a soft and thicc s/o

Reacting to being called daddy*

Mental health comfort

Reacting to s/o wanting to be called puppy*

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

‘Raiding’ stores

Akaashi Keiji

Headcannons

Meeting his friends

Crushing on the school’s ‘mean girl’

Having a witch s/o

Mental health comfort

Reacting to s/o who wants to be called puppy*

Drabbles

Aoba Johsai

Oikawa Toruu

Headcannons

Stripper au*

Reacting to their s/o punching a wall

Tiny s/o*

Small s/o

Scaring jumpy s/o

Reacting to s/o who makes noises on impulse

Athletic s/o

Reacting to s/o snapping at him during a sensory overload

Chubby and insecure s/o

Reacting to s/o coming out as a trans man

Reacting to s/o who listens to loud rock music

Mental health comfort

Reacting to s/o who turns down kisses due to being nervous

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

Matsukawa Issie

Headcannons

Alpha! Mattsun*

Reacting to little brother coming out as gay

His favourite things to do in bed*

His favourite things to do in bed - poly Matsukawa and Hanamaki edition*

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Drabbles

Hanamaki Takahiro

Headcannons

His favourite things to do in bed*

His favourite things to do in bed - poly Hanamaki and Matsukawa edition*

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Drabbles

Iwaizumi Hajime

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o coming out as a trans man

Bratty s/o + daddy kink*

Reacting to s/o who walks out after a bad argument 

Reacting to little brother coming out as gay

Reacting to s/o being a professional wrestler

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Drabbles

The kind of bf he is

Kyoutani Kentaro

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o who is bad at showing emotions

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Yahaba Shigeru

Headcannons

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Kindaichi Yutaro

Headcannons

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Watari Shinji

Headcannons

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Kunimi Akira

Headcannons

Snow day with Aoba Johsai

Drabbles

Inarizaki

Kita Shinsuke

Headcannons

Alpha! Kita*

Reacting to manager having bad period cramps

Snow day with Inarizaki

Ojiro Aran

Headcannons

s/o with squishy thighs

s/o with squishy thighs part 2*

Reacting to manager having bad period cramps

E-girl s/o

Girlfriend with big boobs*

Having a chaotic girlfriend

Reacting to his girlfriend having her nipples pierced*

General nsfw hcs

Snow day with Inarizaki

Miya Atsumu

Headcannons

Crushing on the school’s ‘mean girl

s/o with squishy thighs

s/o with squishy thighs part 2*

Reacting to a soft and thicc s/o

Reacting to little brother coming out as gay

Reacting to manager having bad period cramps

E-girl s/o

Reacting to s/o who is scared of silence

Cuddling

Reacting to being called daddy*

Deepthroating him*

Reacting to s/o who is a professional volleyball player

Snow day with Inarizaki

Drabbles

Suna Rintaro

Headcannons

Alpha! Suna*

Reacting to manager having bad period cramps

Snow day with Inarizaki

Miya Osamu

Headcannons

Reacting to little brother coming out as gay

Reacting to manager having bad cramps

Snow day with Inarizaki

Shiratorizawa

Ushijima

Headcannons

Comforting s/o who’s dog passed away

Eating s/o out from behind*

Semi

Headcannons

Stripper au*

Reacting to s/o having pierced nipples*

Reacting to a soft and thicc s/o

Reacting to s/o who is scared of silence

Cuddling

Reacting to being called daddy*

Tendou

Headcannons

A bad fight

Reacting to a shy virgin s/o*

Drabbles

Goshiki

Headcannons

Chubby and insecure s/o

Reacting to s/o who is bad at showing emotions

Alpha! s/o

Johenzi

Terushima

Headcannons

Stripper au*

Drabbles

Nohebi

Daishou Suguru

Headcannons

Stripper au*

Chubby and insecure s/o

Reacting to s/o who has never been made cum*

Alpha! Daishou*

Reacting to s/o who is bad at showing emotions

General nsfw hcs*

Drabbles

Riding him*

Itachiyama

Sakusa

Headcannons

Reacting to s/o wanting to be called puppy*

Reacting to s/o who is a professional volleyball player

Drabbles

#[solies' masterlist] - 📜

[myelocin]

01:39 and the world keeps spinning | hq

synopsis: where you are in the world when the clock clicks to 01:39 in the quiet of the night.

characters:  miya osamu, azumane asahi, bokuto koutarou, sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji

tags/warnings/gen: domestic fluff, dad!sakusa >:3, for linette

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miya osamu:

it’s when you’ve chosen to keep him company when he promised your eight year old neighbor he would help her with coming up with a recipe for her bake sale. you’re sure he’s compared different flours and sifted them at least twenty times by now, but you choose to stay quiet and watch him from the couch you’ve settled into for the past hour. the two of you are still only so young and still in the process of assembling the foundations for your future—but you’re happy that it’s osamu you’re shoulder to shoulder with as you weave through the webs of the real world. he’s seated in the kitchen table dipping his spoon then tasting the fourth variation of the recipe for the filling. you lay your head on your elbows against the back of the couch as you watch his expressions change before shaking your head no when he catches your eye and offers you a taste. “you should head to bed, it’s late,” osamu says as he peeks at the wall clock that shows 01:39, but you shake your head no again saying you don’t mind keeping him company. the wind from outside rattles, the wall on the clock keeps ticking, and the both of you know the sun will rise in just a few hours as your side of the world spins towards the sun—but the at the moment it’s still 01:39 and you’re in apartment with the love of your life as the two of you exchange light laughter that echoes in quiet halls. you think that your love for osamu is much like this moment—timeless in the infinite.

bokuto koutarou: 

you’ve always loved how tokyo thrived best when the night took over the day so you figure that must be the reason why racing through the streets in shibuya with bokuto’s hand steady around yours feels nothing short of what you think movie magic is. the soundtrack to the scene you imagine you’re in changes after every building you pass with him. bokuto’s laughing with you as he tries to sing along to lyrics that linger in the air and you’re grinning, genuinely, from ear to ear because his presence just brings you so much joy. you know that by next week you’ll need to look through job listings again because college is as expensive as living in the city and you’re in that stage of life where being broke and in college goes hand in hand with each other—but those worries fly away momentarily when bokuto’s beaming at you again. you know being out in the streets at 01:39 at night just to eat ramen at the conbini isn’t an ideal date, but you can’t help thinking that moments like these are what you know you’ll treasure the most when you look back at this stage in life 10 years down the road. time will always keep moving and the future is as uncertain as your motivation to finish that lab report still sitting on the back of your folder, but bokuto makes you feel like everything will turn out okay. the moon’s out somewhere behind the buildings and the streets are as bright as they are in the morning thanks to the neon lights in every corner—but bokuto feels like day next to you as he takes the sunshine with him where ever he goes, so you suppose that’s another reason why every moment with him feels like movie magic.

azumane asahi: 

asahi’s as much of a hard worker as you are, so you think that’s one of the reasons why the two of you flowed so naturally with one another. staying up late into the hours of night to finish doing or researching a new project at work wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. the lights everywhere else in the apartment you share with him are clicked off save for the dim lighting your kitchen is providing. you’re laying your head on the crook of your folded elbow on the table as you’re watching asahi flip between the notes in his laptop and notebook across from you. “azumane,” you call out and extend one hand across the table to lightly play with the loose string dangling from his sweater. you watch with mild amusement as he’ll hum his eyes before peering at you through his glasses. he’ll give you a knowing look and push them up because he knows you’re about to tease him by saying he looks like a grandma with his hair tucked back in a loose ponytail and his glasses slipping down his nose. “it’s 01:39,” you say when asahi’s still typing on his laptop. “i know, a few more minutes,” he says and it sounds like a promise because he stops typing to intertwine your hands together and kiss your knuckles. you’re well aware that tomorrow’s your day off and it still may be 01:39 in this part of the world you share with asahi but when you lean forward and let him rest his cheek on your palm, the stubble of his beard scratchy but his cheek baby soft—you can’t help but think that even if staying up this late for work wasn’t a good idea, the two of you make a pretty good team.

sakusa kiyoomi:

 you know your husband is a man who’s always worked with effort. his perseverance and determination was unparalleled so it didn’t surprise you much when he decided to ask for your help in learning how to dance for your daughter’s approaching father daughter dance. you’re biting your lip from laughter when he silently curses from stepping on your foot for the third time that night. the house is quiet while your whispers to each other are hushed because her room is right down the hall and the both of you know how much of a light sleeper she is (much like her father, you muse.) you’re humming a soft tune right by his ear while his hands are soft around your waist, the streetlights from outside trickle into the wooden flooring you and his feet pad over along with the rhythm of your voice. kiyoomi groans in frustration time to time because he realizes even if his whole career is built from his extraordinary coordination—when it comes to dancing he has two left feet. his brows scrunch together and you think for a second he looks hopeless when he steps on your foot again but kiyoomi only mutters a soft sorry that resonates his frustration in the quiet room. the clock ticks to 01:39 when you stop him from his movements and hold his head to face yours as you tell him, “you’re a great father. you’re doing amazing, and i’m proud of you.” It’s still 01:39 when sakusa buries his face on your shoulder and wraps his arms around you in an embrace instead as his thank you while you rub circles on his back because even if he wasn’t around for many of your daughter’s firsts—you know how much effort he’s willing to go through to make sure her first father daughter dance is everything she’d dreamt of. the world will spin into new years, new decades, and will mold her into a new person—but in this snapshot in time at 01:39 AM, you’re in your bedroom teaching a loving father how to dance to a silent tune you hum into his hear.

akaashi keiji: 

he’s as quiet drunk as he is sober, but the way he’s gripping your hands and burying his face on the crook of your shoulder while you walk down the sidewalk speaks differently. akaashi was a man who knew his way around words and still does despite the occasional slur at the end of his sentences. you’re holding his hand and slightly supporting his weight on your left side as you let the heels of your shoes clack slowly on smooth pavement and he’s rubbing his eyes after every yawn that escapes him. akaashi exhales a deep sigh and it puffs out in the winter air (which he giggles at), and tells you, “i really really love you,” as if it’s the ultimate truth that will save the universe from collapsing in itself. and you allow yourself to feel the weight of the truths that spill from his lips at 01:39 AM on a quiet night during your slow walk home. the world’s spinning (much like akaashi’s head), but you’re holding on to a hand whose warmth anchors you in the earth giving you the best views of the stars in the sky. you’re thinking being with akaashi is the most steady you’ve felt in your life even as you’re helping him take step after step in the staircase. when he collapses on the bed and wastes no time in pulling you on top of him you let him press a kiss on your forehead, then your nose, then both cheeks—before you eventually pull away from him laughing and telling him to get ready for bed before crashing. you don’t even recall what time it is anymore but akaashi’s telling you that he really really loves you with a slight slur in his words despite the truth of his message so you sleep pretending it’s still 01:39 because at the moment—you feel a halt in time even as the world continues to spin around you.

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